The first thing that caught my eye was a gigantic crack at the foot of the mountain, within which lay a half-ethereal giant dragon.
This giant dragon was so enormous, exuding divine might that reached the heavens, emitting terrifying void power.
Around it stood seven mighty figures, among whom they only recognized Supreme Seven Kills.
"These people are so strong, could they be the other Supremes spoken of by Supreme Seven Kills?"
The Supreme Ancestor felt a chill in his heart and immediately stood up.
He was about to kneel when a familiar figure in white caught his eye.
"Isn't that the Sword Cultivator?"
"What is this person doing here?"
Questions began flooding the Supreme Ancestor's mind.
"You two, what are you standing around for? Quickly pay respects to the senior!"
Supreme Seven Kills snapped coldly.
The Supreme Ancestor and the middle-aged man, looking flustered, fell to their knees with a thud, bowing in the direction of the seven Supremes.
"Greetings, seniors!"
