The new Origin Ancient Tree, like a bean sprout just breaking through the earth, sways its branches on the Origin Continent.
And on the bean sprout rests a Light Divine Hall, where an ordinary-looking elderly man sits at the center.
But no one thought him weak; with a single move, he annihilated the formidable rebels of the White Horse Constellation.
Light Ancient God, once again people felt the profound terror he inspired.
The first Demon God in cosmic history.
Silently, people thought.
In the vast span of cosmic history, setting aside the primitive epoch of the preceding Planet Universe, among all cosmic heroes of every era, no one could touch his hem.
"He must be the source of the Dark Universe Age, Dream Garment, no wonder was so terrified as to flee to the cosmos' prehistory!"
For a moment, many people realized the truth.
Who could stand against such a monster? There was not even the courage for a direct confrontation.
