With one foot on the Xuming Candle Dragon, he looked down upon the boundless universe.
"It's him... Shen Yun!"
Gazing at the tall figure standing atop the dragon's head, his sleeves fluttering as though a god had descended into the world, the hundreds of Heavenly Prides present were shaken to their very souls.
Even after ten thousand years, this scene remained like a mythological brand, etched deep into the depths of their souls.
"He's too strong. It's simply unreasonable."
The Burial Ground Young Master gazed up at that back and repeated the same sentence several times, using it to vent the shock surging through his heart.
As one of the top ten figures on the rankings, he was still struggling bitterly with how to condense the Five Qi and break through to Half-Step Daluo, yet Shen Yun had long since left everyone far behind. Even a peerless fiend like the Xuming Candle Dragon had been forcibly suppressed by him and made into his mount!
Such an enormous gap made it impossible for anyone to even give birth to the desire to chase after him. All that remained was awe originating from the depths of their souls.
"No matter what, at least our lives have been spared!"
Amid their shock, wild joy swept through everyone's nerves, dispelling the despair from before.
With Shen Yun, that ruthless powerhouse, holding down the fort, what did it matter whether it was the Heaven-Splitting Demon Kun or the Faceless Ghost Granny? They were nothing more than withered bones in a grave. Whoever came would meet certain death!
However, what happened next was even more bizarre than they had imagined...
Ten million li away, deep within the Bone Marsh.
A gigantic black kun that blotted out the sky and sun was leading an army of