If the defeated warriors and the great powers knew that the Dragon God Symbol required a secret incantation, they might vomit blood in anger.
In the space of the Immortal Realm, a Sacred Mountain Palace floats among the clouds, exuding an imposing aura, sacred and inviolable.
Waves of terrifying aura emanated from the palace.
The aura of defeated warriors and True Immortals.
Clearly, it's also a force from the former Ancient Immortal Realm.
"It seems we still can't break the seal," an elder spoke calmly in the hall with a hint of schadenfreude.
"Not only did they fail to break the seal, but several were injured," another elder chuckled.
From the hall's main seat, a middle-aged man, exuding an overwhelming aura, slowly walked down.
The aura around the man gave a sense of invincibility, an intangible presence that reigned over all things.
