"This is merely the prelude. A world-shaking war between the Human Clan and the Saint Spirit Race is about to begin. From now on, all the ancient roads will seethe."
"The young supremes of every race will clash fiercely in succession, shattering the ancient roads everywhere!"
Someone made this startling prediction.
While the younger generation confronted one another, the older Dao Protectors of the Human Clan and the Saint Spirit Race were also locked in a standoff.
"Human Clan, you are too weak. None of you can contend with our Saint Spirit Race. At the same cultivation realm, you are nothing but lambs awaiting slaughter!"
"What does your enormous population matter? You cannot even find a single expert capable of matching me. You are merely ants-billions upon billions of ants!"
Even as he fought, Great Sage Ao Mang of the Saint Spirit Race did not forget to assail the Human Clan's Dao Protector with words.
"Such a sharp tongue. Never mind our other Heavenly Prodigies-once Jiang Zhu reaches the Great Saint Realm, which of you could stop him?" Great Sage Qinghuang scoffed.
"Jiang Zhu?!"
Great Sage Ao Mang's stone body shuddered violently. A savage aura that seemed capable of burning the galaxy to ashes erupted, changing the very face of the surrounding Star Domains.
His eyes spat fire as he stared fixedly at Great Sage Qinghuang.
"A mere junior! An ant lucky enough to steal a few fortuitous opportunities! How could he deserve to be mentioned alongside our Saint Spirit Race's eternal heritage?!"
Ao Mang roared, his voice sweeping outward like a world-destroying tempest.
"He slaughtered three of our Great Sages through a trap, relying on nothing but the Heavenly Tribulation! How dare he call himself invincible through such despicable deeds?! Our Saint Spirit Race possesses noble blood, born of