The world of the primordial sacred lake

The starry sky was shaking, the stars were exploding, and the stars were dying one by one.

The battle between the primitive godly spirit and the Lord of Heaven was too terrifying. The entire area was turned into chaos.

Lu Ming and the rest could not see what was happening inside at all. They could only vaguely see two figures in an intense confrontation. However, they could not tell who was the winner, who had the upper hand, and who was being suppressed.

After a while.

A shrill scream was heard, and then a figure flew out of the chaos.

It was the heavenly Lord of the heavenly Palace.

However, this Lord of heaven was in a sorry state at the moment. His lower body had disappeared.

Half of his head had disappeared, and his body was in tatters. It was a terrible sight. The invincible demeanor he had before had long disappeared without a trace.

His remaining eye was filled with fear. He didn't dare to stay any longer and used all his strength to escape.