Several afterimages darted and wheeled continuously above the ruins, unleashing booming detonations.
This was all pure physical violence—terrifying destructive power sufficient to obliterate stars!
As the battle remained deadlocked, everyone watching from outside was so stunned that their pupils violently contracted!
Inside the Myriad Sects War Hall.
The experts of the Ten Wings Ancient Sect and Nine-Colored Blood Sect, who had originally been gloating as they waited to watch Li Tianming suffer, now wore expressions uglier than if they had swallowed flies.
"How is this possible? This brat's combat power has actually reached such a level? Even Glaze can't take him down?" Ghost Ash said, his eyes wide.
"It's not just that Glaze can't take him down. Even the entire team joining forces can't suppress him alone. This is simply inconceivable!" Ghost Chen had completely lost his composure as well.
"Could it be that they just want to toy with Li Tianming and deliberately aren't taking him down right away?" Zhao Hongyuan said hopefully.
Yet none of the experts present were fools. They could all see the seriousness in Ghost Glaze and the others' expressions.
It could be said that they had not yet gone all out, but to claim they had failed to take down Li Tianming because they were merely playing around was utterly impossible!
On the streets of Beacon Ruins, waves of discussion also broke out.
The citizens who had noticed this battle were all deeply curious about the origins of this white-haired, gold-and-black-eyed youth who was "fighting a host of heroes alone"!
"I've heard of these ghost gods before. They seem to be the famed 'Nine-Colored Blood Ghost Gods' from the outer territories. But what is this strangely shaped ghost god...?"
"I've never heard of him at all!"
"Where did this dark horse come from? He's