Mountain and Rivers as the Palm; Nine Continents as the Seal
Editor: Transn
The earth-shattering roar lingered in the world, dissipating only after a long time had passed.
The countless martial artists present felt a jolt down their spirits after hearing the roar. They were shaking from the bottom of their hearts.
A mere roar from him had vanquished the top Dao Masters of the Xia clan, including the Holy Master Xia Yong!
What kind of absurd strength was this?
"Six-star Supreme Ancient God? Even approaching the Seven-star level?"
Even Gu Tong, who was a Seven-star Imperial Ancient God, could not help feeling startled after seeing this scene.
"I understand now. This youngster was likely harboring a drop of Blood Essence that one of the Ancient Gods left behind and that Ancient God must be particularly strong, perhaps much stronger than me at my peak!"