"We can't wait any longer, the Little Candle Dragon from the Great Wilderness Realm should be breaking through all barriers soon!"
He made up his mind.
Then, in that moment, an unforeseen change occurred!
In the Great Void, deep within where the Primordial Dragon concealed and obscured its depths, a rift suddenly appeared, followed by a figure enveloped in the twisting mist of cause and effect stepping forth, stretching out a hand, and grasping into the air!
[Roar?!]
The Primordial Dragon let out a roar mixed with astonishment and pain, and in a flash, nearly one-third of its Blood Qi was forcibly stripped away by that shadow and absorbed into its palm!
Having done all this, the figure didn't pause for even a moment, not sparing a glance at the battlefield, transformed into a stream of blood and gold intertwined light, tearing the sky as it charged straight for the summit of the Ancestor Mountain!
"Huh?"
