Yuan Gu was defeated, and a Primordial Ancestral King appeared. The pressure of the Saint Dao shook heaven and earth as he sought to kill Lu Chen.
Among the Human Race of this age, almost no Saints walked the world. Such mighty figures had already become legends of antiquity.
This made many powerful primordial clans look down on the Human Race. Some radical factions of the Ancient Race even declared that they would wipe out the entire Human Race and rebuild the order of the world.
Some Primordial Ancestral Kings, in particular, had learned after emerging that the Human Race had no Saints. They acted without restraint, utterly free of misgivings.
Yet now, a human youth had blasted Yuan Gu's body apart several times, overpowering his ancient emperor bloodline and forcing him to unleash a forbidden art that damaged his own foundation.
The Ancestor King watching from the shadows could not accept this. He wanted to destroy Lu Chen outright, cutting down this human prodigy before he could grow into a threat to the Ancient Race.
Facing the Primordial Ancestral King's attack, Lu Chen could not even flee. The gap was too vast. Only by bringing out an Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon could he protect himself. Just as he was about to use the Immortal-Slaying Gourd-
Suddenly, a ray of divine light streaked in from afar, roaring like thunder as it struck at the White-Haired Ancestor King who had appeared. Saintly might surged boundlessly, leaving him nowhere to evade.
"A human Saint!"
Someone cried out in shock. It was an old man who looked like a farmer, his body radiating a faint saintly glow that obscured his true appearance.
But that aura of his essence undoubtedly belonged to a human Saint. It was utterly unexpected. As a Primordial Ancestral King