The final character fell, and the mist that had been lingering in the air immediately surged at a visible speed,
resembling the unparalleled torrent of a river, violently colliding in this confined space and unleashing sounds like raging waves, awe-inspiring and unpredictable, with the bearing of a collapsing sky and shattering earth.
It was a Supreme Giant, already the strongest in an era without Emperors; by what right did the other dare to speak of paving a way for it? Even if the other were a Fairy King Giant, they were merely on the same level.
Who did they look down upon?
Over the years, in terms of talent and wisdom, aside from that self-proclaimed Willow God, the genderless primordial being, it had never acknowledged anyone else.
"The times have already changed... If I say I can pave the way for you, then I can pave the way; and if I say this path is impassable, then there shall forever be no doorway to the Breakthrough Realm,"
