"PRIMORDIAL KING!!!"
Geng Cang, Marshal of the True Dragon Fortress, who was locked in combat with Gu Tianhuang, saw Wu Dao madly slaughtering and harvesting the grand army on the battlefield. His eyes blazed with such hatred they seemed to split, and his roar shook the Grand Cosmos!
"Worry about yourself!"
Gu Tianhuang glanced aside. With a peerless, heroic bearing and a physique that stood like a God and Demon, he kept Geng Cang completely pinned down.
Even though he was injured, his Divine Fist continued to unleash streams of golden light that tore through the universe. He battered Geng Cang's draconic form, causing it to explode repeatedly until the bones were clearly visible. He fought on, bathed in Dragon Blood!
He could see.
'The Primordial King is an absolute god of destruction on the battlefield! Nothing is left in his wake. Even the top Great Venerables are helpless against him. If this slaughter continues, the True Dragon Fortress won't be able to withstand it!'
