Rumble!
It was like the sound of war drums from the Ancient Era, the horns followed suit, exuding an aura of ancient wilderness, suddenly filling the cosmos and heavens.
"The ultimate battle, it shall be decided today!"
The loud battle cry came from a dark-skinned, strong-built human with mysterious markings on their body, standing in the midst of a battle formation.
In his hand, he held a large banner, embroidered with a totem of a human head on a dragon's body.
"Is that, the Zhu Yin tribe?"
Yang Yin, Yang Shou, newly rescued by Phoenix, Buddha, and Immortal Ancestor from the Three Great Heavenly Venerable, along with Demon Saint, and other Fourteen Realms from later generations, all looked at the army sweeping in from the cosmic wilderness, revealing excitement and reverence.
Although they were born later and had not personally witnessed these ancient human heroes, how could those who wield great influence in this era not understand the events of ancient times?
