Within the Jade Pool Holy Land, Lu Chen chatted with Yao Yuekong, Ye Fan, Pang Bo, Fairy Zixia, and the others. More outstanding figures of their generation continued to join them.
By now, these prodigies of the younger generation had come into their own. All of them had become mighty figures on the level of Holy Lords.
A few with astonishing talent had already crossed the threshold of severing the Dao and become powerful Kings, such as the Central Emperor Xiang Yufei, the Southern Demon Qi Lin, the Yaoguang Holy Son, and Fairy Zixia.
Without a doubt, this was a small gathering of young prodigies, but the scene did not last long before an overwhelming pressure of the Saint Dao shattered it!
"Clang..."
Several days into the Myriad Races Gathering, a truly decisive figure appeared. A domineering Primordial Ancestral King descended in person, setting the Jade Pool Holy Land's Divine Bell ringing incessantly.
A towering Ancestor King with a Human Body, Dragon Head strode inside, Divine Radiance wreathing his entire body. The aura he naturally exuded alone made every living being along his path tremble, bowing and kowtowing beyond their control.
This was the pressure of the Saint Realm, something ordinary cultivators could hardly withstand. Without pausing, he headed straight toward the place where the Human Race had gathered.
All beneath Saints were ants. Saints could already be considered another form of life, transcending the boundaries of the mortal.
Beings who had not reached that level could scarcely endure even their aura, let alone clash with them!
This Ancestor King, the first to arrive at the Myriad Races Gathering, was clearly acting deliberately, provoking and belittling the Human Race. He said coldly, "I heard the Human Race has Saints. Why haven't they come out to meet me?"
He swept his