A Grain of Dust Can Fill the Sea

"As expected of a Human Immortal of Myriad Transformations! This punch actually affected space-time! Though it looked like an insignificant punch, it contained the power to fill the sea and swallow the heavens."

Meng Shenji was moved once again. He had no idea how many years it had been since he had encountered such vast combat power. Even the leader of Outer Heaven might not possess such terrifying strength.

More importantly, this man was not merely a martial artist, but a Ghost Immortal who possessed both Myriad Transformations and eight lightning tribulations.

Facing Zhou Tong's punch, Meng Shenji's clothes trembled as though stirred by space-time itself, snapping like a great banner standing firm amid a hurricane.

It was merely the wind from the punch, yet it was already so fierce and powerful.

With a single punch from Zhou Tong, the sea of space and the River of Time were both suppressed by that incomparably terrifying fist intent. Had it been an ordinary Nine Tribulation Ghost Immortal, they would likely have been completely suppressed before the fist intent even reached them, unable to move.

But Meng Shenji was different. He was the Sect Master of the Supreme Dao, the foremost man in the world who had dominated the realm for centuries. He had inherited the lineage of the Yang God expert "Tai" and possessed the King of Divine Artifacts, the Eternal Kingdom. His foundations were so profound that they were simply unimaginable.

Zhou Tong's punch was vast and boundless, yet merely a trace of Eternal Light surfaced over Meng Shenji's body, swiftly breaking through the suppression of the fist intent. At the same time, he unleashed an even more ferocious strike.

"Supreme Dao Three Moves! Turn the Tide!"

Meng Shenji suddenly unleashed the move Turn the Tide. His palms, wrapped in