This figure seemed unstoppable with dao laws engulfing the valley. This was an old man holding a divine shield, seemingly having just walked out of the primordial chaos. His light commanded respect and veneration.

“Heavenseal Ancient Ancestor!” A few recognized him right away.

He was the master of True Immortal Spirit and a cultivator who had dominated Eight Desolaces.

Ancient ancestors were certainly mighty. As for those from True...