Chapter 859: Grand Spectacle

The night stretched on, truly pitch-black. In some godforsaken, middle-of-nowhere mountain hollow littered with broken stones, a figure covered head to toe in grime shook his head and scrambled to his feet, spitting out so much dirt that he was bent over and couldn't stand up straight. This guy, of course, was none other than the Primordial Void Dragon. Ever since being launched through the air, he'd ended up here, though even he couldn't figure out how far he'd been flung. "My lifelong reputation!"...