In that fleeting moment, the last Ancient Ancestor, manifesting as a giant beast's Dharma Phase, suddenly lunged forward, his massive claw striking fiercely on the back of the Sun-Eroding Cry.
The body of the Sun-Eroding Cry convulsed violently, and he coughed out a mouthful of Divine Blood imbued with vast essence. Where the blood fell, it scorched through the void, creating black holes, and for the first time, his aura became noticeably chaotic.
Chu Zheng was situated in another layer of time-space, quietly observing without intervening.
Suddenly, he sensed something was amiss, and abruptly turned around, his gaze fixed on the River of Space-Time.
In an instant, the River of Space-Time surged violently, and a figure tumbled out from the fragmented pieces of folded time, witnessing the brutal battle before him.
It was a young boy, just over ten years old, his body teeming with vigorous blood energy, boiling like a blazing divine spring.
Fu Pinglan!
