In the distance, the true body of the War Ancestor threw the Shattered Shield with all his might, a defense weapon in his hand as fierce as an offensive Divine Instrument.
Silver light sliced through the void like rapidly spinning blades, tearing through the Great Thousand Dao, drawing an arc to cut down the dragon's body.
"The Way of the Heavens is unjust!"
"The Way of the Heavens, how unfair it is!"
The Medicine Ancestor felt like self-destructing.
Since sealing the ancestor from Zero Ancestral God, his original prideful intent was to master everything, even competing with Saint Xin.
Unexpectedly, time and again, he fell into treacherous plots, his status repeatedly diminished.
In this dismal state, he faced the most formidable foe he wished to avoid and had to rely on his weakest front-line combat ability to face the Shattered Shield wielded by the War Ancestor.
Why does destiny favor Bazhun'an?
