Because these were no longer those years.
Because the one forging the Heaven Tao Divine Weapon was not him…
So, he held the ancient cauldron, silently gazing at the passage.
The situation was different from back then.
He had no attachments. Once he made a move, combined with the revival of the ancient cauldron, even if he couldn't slaughter his way through the Ancient Road, he could still dye it red with their blood.
A gentle breeze blew by. Yu Changfeng's towering figure floated quietly high in the sky, his deep eyes fixated on the Ancient Road, his aura of unrivaled dominance inadvertently spreading.
He remained silent.
The atmosphere between heaven and earth became heavier, more oppressive, more terrifying… as if even the dust blown by the wind could turn into killing intent.
Interesting! The middle-aged man in the Red Flame Armor revealed a faint smile, as the giant sword in his hand resonated with a sword hum.
A hum resonated.
