Boom!
On the ancient and wild land, a majestic pressure suddenly spread out, as a Purple Gold Dragon Palm seemed to tear through space, brutally slapping into a mighty figure in the sky at an extraordinary speed.
A low rumbling echoed, and the figure was immediately blasted back in a disheveled manner, finally crashing into the ground like a cannonball, creating a massive pit a thousand feet in size. "Cough."
Within the pit, a disheveled figure coughed intensely. His body was now covered in fresh blood, clearly having sustained severe injuries.
This figure was, of course, Ye Xuan, who had challenged the Ancestor Dragon. However, in the face of such terrifying ancient figures, his challenge indeed felt like a futile attempt of an ant trying to shake a tree.
Those ancient fake gods that once stood at the pinnacle of this world, even though only remnants of their will remain, are still incredibly powerful.
