The Golden Behemoth King transformed, becoming a towering golden great ape, a thousand meters tall. Though compared to Ying Yue, it was still a little one, its aura expanded again.
"Roar—"
The great ape pounded its chest with its fists, looked up and roared in fury, baring its sharp fangs at Ying Yue, as if ready to tear him to shreds.
"Tsk tsk, it's grown stronger again!"
Ying Yue marveled; it truly deserved to be the Golden God, having achieved the Way for tens of thousands of years, with endless trump cards and combat power that explodes over and over!
"Compared to them, I'm still too young and inexperienced!"
Ying Yue sighed repeatedly. Sometimes, time is a person's greatest weakness. No matter how talented and brilliant you are, you are still insignificant before time.
And time was indeed Ying Yue's greatest weakness. At most, he was only 33 years old this year, with even less time for formal cultivation, just 15 years!
