General True Ancestor: Blood Origin Breaks the Way

"General, please restrain your hands." On the left, a figure wrapped in holy light spoke first. His voice was gentle but with unquestionable pressure. It was Jehovah, the leader of the four giants in the West. Twelve golden haloes floated around him. As the haloes rotated, even the chaotic airflow was purified into pure sacred energy. "You alone cannot guard the "Blood Origin Map of All Races". Hand it over, and I swear in the name of the Kingdom of Holy Light to let you leave the Sea of Chaos." The general sneered, his voice hoarse but with power that penetrated people's hearts: "Lord, your oath from the Western Gods is as cheap as the dust on your robe. Thousands of years ago, you promised not to interfere in the affairs of the Eastern Demon Clan, but then you turned around and helped Dijun suppress the Fox Clan's rebellion. Thousands of years ago, you said you would share the Middle East faith with Allah, but what happened? In the Holy Light battlefield outside Mecca, more than just the Demon Clan died." The gentleness on Jehovah's face faded away, and the holy light suddenly became sharp: "It seems that you are determined to resist." On the right, a figure wrapped in dark demonic aura slowly stepped forward. Countless wailing souls could be vaguely seen in the demonic aura. It was none other than Luo Hu, the Lord of the Demon Realm among the six giants in the East. His voice was like two black stones rubbing against each other, harsh and harsh: "General, you and I are both Eastern giants, and we should be here to help each other. But you have been holding the "Blood Origin Map of All Races" for ten thousand years, but you can't even touch the threshold of the Broken Dao Realm. It's such a waste, why not leave it to me - if I become the Broken Dao Realm, I can keep your zombie clan safe forever."