Who said the Human Race has no eminent men, when even the nine mighty Ghost Kings fear Pure Yang.
When the Taoist first exhibited the fusion of the Sacred and the Devilish, his power was so great it made one's heart tremble.
"Are you... Pure Yangzi?"
"You old thing, to think you have not yet died, always lurking within the Dao Zhen Sect, even advancing further when already at the top."
Extreme Origin surged like raging waves, rolling backwards through the heavens.
The nine Ghost Kings, seeing the coming storm of Golden Purple Extreme Origin like monstrous waves, couldn't help but recall a man from thousands of years ago with whom they had battled unceasingly.
Amid their stun and horror, the nine Ghost Kings exchanged glances, and in the blink of an eye, decided to kill this man.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang…
