The atmosphere grew increasingly tense. Eyes from every direction focused on the largest Ancient Temple. The auras of the Human Race's Emperor Weapons and the Primordial Ancient Emperors' weapons permeated the air, threatening to unleash supreme Dao might at any moment. Terrifying killing intent spread everywhere.
Suddenly, Lu Chen struck, breaking the deadlock. He activated the Immortal-Slaying Gourd, which rang with a clear, piercing tremor. Its power shook the nine heavens above and cowed the Nine Netherworlds below as it fired ten thousand streams of black light at the vast Ancient Temple.
Bang!
This small world shook. A great fissure tore open in the sky, connecting it to the world outside, while the Ancient Temple shattered into pieces.
Everyone paled in horror. This was power capable of destroying the world. If it erupted in full, the vast Central Plains would be in peril.
"It's over! A great calamity is coming to the Central Plains. An imperial war is about to begin. This entire continent will sink!" Many sect leaders in the distance trembled all over, terror gripping both body and soul.
It had all happened too suddenly. The Various Holy Lands of the Eastern Wasteland, the Four Great Dynasties of the Central Plains, and the Primordial Imperial Clans had all exercised restraint. None had expected Lu Chen to strike first and unleash supreme Dao power.
Roar!
A dragon's roar shook the heavens. The Black Gold Dragon Mark Cauldron held by the Yaoguang Holy Son trembled, and a black true dragon surged out. Its head rose toward the sky, its body stretched tens of thousands of zhang long, and it was as thick as a mountain. Its scales, cast from black gold, gleamed with a metallic luster. Its terror knew no bounds.
The Ji Family's Void Mirror also rose into the