This back view radiated infinitely powerful energy fluctuations, sweeping in all directions. Before this power, even the gods had to bow in defeat, and Buddhas would pale into insignificance. It seemed to stand at the pinnacle of all creation, forever beyond surpassing.
Fan Lang looked at the figure's back before him. Both his body and mind suffered an immense shock. With his courage, he actually felt fear at that moment, and even his body trembled.
It felt like an ant looking up at the blazing sun in the sky. The gap between them was simply too great, separated by who knew how many levels.
Who was this?
Could this be my past life?
If it was my past life, then he should have been dead long ago. This is only an illusory image traced back through the Reincarnation Holy Scripture. Just an illusion was able to instantly kill the Six Paths Heavenly King's incarnation and destroy the Skill Transmission Tower in one blow. That's insanely badass...
Fan Lang's eyes widened as countless thoughts raced through his mind. For a moment, he did not know what to do. He vaguely felt that the other party meant him no harm. Otherwise, he would have been destroyed like the Six Paths Heavenly King just now. Because of this feeling, he stopped instead of hurriedly fleeing.
The Skill Transmission Tower was cracking and collapsing from top to bottom, but the uppermost floor was protected by a majestic power and remained completely steady.
The Reincarnation Mirror opposite him flashed violently. The figure within slowly turned its head and glanced back at Fan Lang. The figure's back was still blurry and difficult to make out, as was the profile revealed by that turn. Only those sharp eyes were exceptionally clear, like the first ray of dawn