"Are those the Desolate Ancient Clan's Seven Divine Meridian Divine Ability..."
Looking at Huang Wanjun, who seemed to have merged into one with the Ancestral God Phantom, Mo Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.
That Ancestral God Phantom seemed to be the embodiment of power and the manifestation of laws.
After merging with the Ancestral God Phantom, every move Huang Wanjun made seemed capable of stirring the heavens and earth. At that moment, Mo Yu felt as if the force of ten thousand jun were pressing down upon him. If an ordinary Spirit Grade Heavenly Sovereign faced this gravity, he would probably collapse without even fighting.
"Huang Wanjun has used the Seven Divine Meridian Divine Ability. It seems he plans to end the battle in one move."
"Ancestral God Prison-Suppressing Fist. I heard Huang Wanjun once used this move to kill an Immortal Grade Heavenly Sovereign. Its might is terrifying."
"Exactly. If Mo Yu has no other trump cards, I'm afraid this is where he'll be stopped."
Outside the Great Desolate Tower, whispers rang out without end. Even though they were outside the tower, everyone could sense the extremely terrifying power emitting from Huang Wanjun's body.
With the aid of his fusion with the Ancestral God Phantom, Huang Wanjun was now like a god slaying gods in his path, and a Buddha slaying Buddhas in his way!
"Die!"
As Mo Yu focused and waited, Huang Wanjun did not waste a single word. He merely extended his fist and swung it down through the air from afar toward Mo Yu.
Boom!
The Ancestral God Phantom descended directly from the sky. That punch, which seemed capable of blasting apart a planet, came crashing down toward Mo Yu. Billions of tons of force fell, and space instantly collapsed.
That impact was enough to crush