Quite the crowd we have here. Wu Yuan's brow furrowed slightly. The Dao he was pioneering was indeed unprecedented, with the potential to surpass all others. But he had not yet completed it, and these guardians possessed formidable strength. United, they were naturally overwhelming.0

Just then, the white-robed figure who had remained motionless in the distance suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the thirteen Legends of the River without a trace of fear.0

"A Dream of Samsara." Wu Yuan's qi refiner self finally made his move. This was the greatest trump card he had held in reserve.0

Hum~ A ripple spread throughout the Path of Ancients, including the thirteen Legends of the River, infiltrating their spirits and wills.0

Boom! The collision of spirits and wills was swift and brutal. Most of the thirteen Legends of the River regained clarity swiftly after sinking into the illusions, their eyes filled with shock and fury.0

Bang! Wu Yuan's body refiner self had seized the opportunity to strike, slaying the Blood Emperor...0