章 1563: Five Arrows

'I'm Desolate Martial!'

Those words stirred the crowd like a stone that caused a thousand ripples and stirred the living beings of the ten thousand races!

Those words seemed to have a demonic power as many cultivators who were fighting stopped instinctively and looked towards the voice.

Desolate Martial was a name that everyone knew!

Even among the Primordial Six Races, it was notorious!

In the battle of Myriad Phenomenon City, the primordial races knew that a monster incarnate of the human race had been born. In fact, he could even fight against the Rakshasa and God race at the Golden Core realm.

However, the primordial races were not bothered.

A Golden Core was of no threat to the primordial races.

It was only after the battle of Heaven and Earth Valley that the name Desolate Martial spread through the Primordial Six Races.