Ancient dominators once ruled the Chaos Void, before Glory's Multi-Dimensional Planes were even created.
An overwhelmingly terrifying Dark Sovereign.
Even Lide could sense that the domineering Ancient Dominator confronting them was not in true form, but merely descended using the body of an Ancient Evil God.
The other was merely manipulating this Divine Body with a fraction of their soul power... Above the sky, those cold eyes that overlooked all the heavens had not disappeared.
Yet even so, the power that the Ancient Dominator displayed surpassed the limits of outsiders' imaginations.
A punch that caused the Lord of Nine Prisons, the pinnacle of Glory's combat strength, to retreat; a breath that devoured dozens of Divines—who could rival such might?
Lide turned to look at the Ancestor of the Undead, his tone icy.
"Send the fragment of the Destiny Tablet into the Land of Bone-Burying immediately, I'll stop it!"
