Amid the Heavenly Tribulation filled with Chaos energy, seven figures fought one another with overwhelming might, like emperors locked in mortal combat. Each radiated an aura of such extreme power that it made onlookers tremble.
Even knowing it was only a recording, one could not help growing tense.
The next moment, the screen of light dissipated, and the recorded images shattered.
The Azure Flood Dragon King fingered the Image Recording Stone. He had watched its contents more than once.
Yet every viewing left his heart pounding with fear.
That youth standing in the Divine Forbidden Domain swept across past and present with one hand, battling the emperors and sovereigns of bygone ages alone. In combat strength, he had already surpassed him.
"No wonder even the Divine King admitted he fell short of this young man," the Azure Flood Dragon King said with deep feeling.
Only a few short years had passed, and the slightly reserved youth in his memories now shone with unprecedented brilliance.
His light illuminated the Big Dipper, his dazzling radiance piercing the boundless world. Searching all of history, one would find few who could stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
"Grandpa, the other Great Bandits are already waiting for you." The Azure-Clad Little Flood Dragon King approached with steady steps and a weighty aura.
The Azure Flood Dragon King looked at his grandson with satisfaction. The Azure-Clad Little Flood Dragon King had completely emerged from his shadow, and his aura had grown ever stronger, giving the impression of someone who had rebuilt himself after being broken.
Knowing he could not compare to Qin Tian, the Azure-Clad Little Flood Dragon King had abandoned his old habit of rapidly advancing through cultivation realms.
Instead of blindly chasing breakthroughs, he had chosen to temper himself, refine his Secret Realms, consolidate