At this moment, although earth-shaking tsunamis roared at the edge of the Primordial Chaos Protecting Mountains and Rivers, they were reduced to silence beneath the pressure of three Peerless Strong Ones. The entire world sank into a suffocating, silent deadness.
This silence contained a mighty power enough to make even immortals feel oppressed, ready to erupt at any moment and devour everything.
Chen Xun did not move in the slightest. He simply stood calmly atop the immortal gate, suppressing the immortals in all directions, his bearing as deep as an abyss and as imposing as a prison.
Moreover, his aura was still rising without limit. Winds and clouds shifted around him as Dao essence flowed.
In the distant sky, to the northwest.
Ouyang Boxiao tilted his head slightly. A dull, ancient roar came from the river of Luck Time, as though an ancient giant spirit that had slumbered for countless ages was reviving and awakening from the bottom of the River of Time.
The roar shook time and space. A surging battle intent, rarely seen, flashed through his calm, pool-like eyes like a meteor tearing through the night sky, instantly setting the entire firmament ablaze.
In the Ancient Era.
One had to know that Fu Tian had once been a hero who suppressed the immortals of the Three Thousand Great Worlds and openly waged war against the Heavenly Dao Will.
The years had merely worn away the boundless ferocity in his heart. They had never erased the unrivaled splendor of that Ancient Era figure, who could comprehend all Dao methods and astonish the ages.
Come at me together...
He did not like those words very much.
At that very moment, Chen Xun and Ouyang Boxiao's gazes slowly met across the endless void.
Boom!
In an instant, the void shattered, and