The long night of slaughter finally came to an end.0

The invading forces from the Fifth World had launched one final desperate assault, and with the Spirit Slaughtering Astral Array suddenly malfunctioning, had been able to set foot on the summit of the First Peak.0

Rays of sunlight shone down from the sky. All other participants in the final assault aside from the Wood Race leader had perished in battles.0

Pang Jian had climbed the First Peak with his spear twice that night.0

Liang Ying, Lou Yunming, and Jiu Yuan, three Spirit Condensation Realm cultivators, lost their lives to him. His fierce reputation shook the Primordial Wilderness overnight and his name was destined to spread throughout the Third World.0

After the threat of the foreign races was eliminated, those scavenging for spoils silently kept an eye on Cao Mang and Pang Jian.0

Pang Jian's gaze, as sharp as his spear under the sunlight, was fixed on the former master of the Primordial Wilderness.0

"Cao Mang." His calm voice carried a violent killing intent. "You will die here in the Primordial...0