The pressure descending from above his head grew increasingly powerful.
Hun Xiu's originally dumbfounded, stunned expression vanished.
It was replaced by a grave look.
The pressure was immense.
The pressure was crushing! Hun Xiu's legs could not help trembling.
He was about to kneel.
An aura of death
completely enveloped him.
Everything! It was all about to end.
It seemed Hun Xiu would be unable to escape this calamity today.
Just as the palm imprint was about to fall upon him,
the aura emanating from it had already crushed him until he could barely breathe.
At that critical moment,
Hun Xiu spoke. "Wait!"
Silence! Dead silence!
A silence so still even a crow could be heard.
As Hun Xiu's words fell,
the palm imprint that was about to strike him completely dissipated.
The Sacred Heavenly Demon Emperor's lips curled upward.
He looked at Hun Xiu and said, "What?"
"What do you want to say?"
Then he changed the subject. "I know you are stalling for time, but I can give you this chance."
The Sacred Heavenly Demon Emperor knew very well.
He clearly knew that Hun Xiu was stalling for time.
But so what?
Hun Xiu was already powerless to turn the tide.
Did he want to reverse the situation?
That was simply impossible.
The Sacred Heavenly Demon Emperor could give Hun Xiu a chance as well.
He wanted to see
how, under the current circumstances,
Hun Xiu could possibly reverse the situation again. Regarding the present situation,
the Sacred Heavenly Demon Emperor had ample confidence.
He was confident that Hun Xiu had no ability
and no opportunity to reverse it.
He had confidence
and certainty.
That was precisely why
he could boldly give Hun Xiu this chance.
Wait.
What difference would waiting make?
How much of a storm could