Chapter 422: I'll Give You a Chance to Stab Me

As the Saint Minister hesitated, the Primordial Immortal King stepped out of the Reincarnation Vortex and manifested his form in front of the Immortal Spirits.

The Primordial Immortal King was towering and burly, his robes tattered, with only strips of cloth remaining on his upper body, fluttering ever so slightly. His long hair cascaded over his shoulders, his whole being emitting a vast and fierce aura.

His hair, gray like the long river of the Barbaric Wilderness, fluttered like dragons churning rivers, causing the surrounding Dao Spiritual Qi to twist, forming a visual impact visible to the naked eye.

He, as if hailing from the ancient past, seemed to emerge from the source of the River of Time itself, bringing an oppressive might that made all beings feel somber upon his arrival in the Celestial Spirit Great World.

The Immortal Spirits gazed at him, their eyes filled with reverence and anticipation.