Outside the Star River.
All advanced civilizations are nestled within their fortresses, waiting for this clash to end. The Ancient Path is now deserted, with only a faint red glow hinting at something extraordinary.
Some of the elites from advanced civilizations keenly sensed something.
The emergence of the ultimate civilization made them realize that this True King Competition is not so simple.
They are not yet clear on what exactly happened, thus they are contacting their tribes, hoping to uncover what's amiss.
Aside from this anomaly, there's another matter that even more captures the hearts of the strong present.
It is Zhou Wuliang standing in front of the Human Race fortress, whose soft words have subdued the raging Guardian of the Holy Dragon Race.
"Is this aura his!"
"Indeed, I knew it, I knew this guy wouldn't perish so easily!"
"Through the ages, the one and only in the Star River, desiring to become a Saint, Heavenly Communication!"
