The triple-layered web of chains covering the Primordial World suddenly ignited! The web of Heavenly Dao was cold and severe, the ley line chains pulsated with dark gold, and the threads of human relations held firm with resilience. Deep within these chains, the eternal will originating from the tip of the Flawless God-Slaying Spear resonated with the ancient will carried by the Black Tortoise claw print. The entire isolated island shuddered like a slumbering titan awakening, emitting a deep, magnificent hum.
In the very instant this humming shook the deathly silence of the Chaos—
At the edge of the canyon, within Yang Jian’s arms, the severed claw of the dark-clad youth—the form taken by the Xiaotian Hound—wrapped in Chaos Chains and stained with dark-gold blood, began to vibrate violently without warning!
Chapter 451