Three Punches

"The age of the Human Emperor has passed!"

The Malevolent Wind Rakshasa Emperor harrumphed coldly. "Throughout history, the human race has only produced a single Human Emperor. How can you guys compare to us primordial races? What rights do you guys have to be equals with us?!"

In the eyes of the primordial races, humans had always been the ants of the primordial era.

After letting those ants rule over Tianhuang Mainland for so many years, the primordial races had long been pent up and wouldn't back down so easily.

The Chen Dragon Emperor said slowly, "The trend of the primordial races' rise in this generation is inevitable. Everyone, why do you insist on being so overbearing?"

The Hell Witch Emperor shook his head. "Dragon race, we've already taken a step back by promising you guys to coexist with the ten thousand races so that a fight would be avoided. These humans are the ones pushing their luck!"