"Damn it!" Yan Kingdom Lord cursed in desperation.
His gorgeous black Imperial Mianfu Robe was already in tatters at the moment, the totem patterns embroidered with gold and silver threads stained with flowing blood, causing the majesty and aura of his entire person to hit rock bottom.
The terrifying wound on his chest, deep enough to expose bone, was startling to look at. Blood flowed from within, pink granulation tissue twitched constantly, and silver-white energy clung to his flesh like tarsal maggots.
Yan Kingdom Lord looked down at the wound on his chest, a ferocious expression inevitably appearing on his face.
He...
Had not suffered such a heavy injury in a very, very long time.
Nor had anyone made him feel the taste of death in a long time.
That long-lost feeling had just washed over his heart once more, making him feel both familiar with it and terrified.
"Who are you?" Yan Kingdom Lord said, suppressing his emotions.
In the void opposite Yan Kingdom Lord was a person whose entire body radiated silver-white light, looking as though he were entirely formed of energy. He gripped an oddly shaped halberd blade in his hand, releasing an overbearing aura of slaughter from his body, yet carrying an unusual intent of detachment, purity, and non-action, which made Yan Kingdom Lord feel a strong sense of dissonance.
This person was none other than Wang Ming, who had restored his peak realm.
His realm was indeed restored to its peak, but his combat power had not yet returned to its peak state.
Wang Ming's peak combat power could go toe-to-toe with a Quasi-Sage.
Moreover...
A vast amount of Wang Ming's dharma treasures were deposited with Star God Kua Fu in the Jingwei Fills the Sea World.
Therefore, Wang Ming at this moment had merely