A heaven-piercing, stone-splitting roar exploded across the world—
In an instant, winds and clouds churned backward, and the stars shifted from their places!
Each of the nine lion heads unleashed a violent divine ability: Heaven-Burning Blazing Flame, Bone-Eroding Mystic Ice, Soul-Eroding Poison Mist, Explosive Thunder Force...
The power of nine Great Daos wove into a net and thundered toward that single finger!
"BOOM—!!!"
The finger force and divine abilities collided explosively in midair. In an instant, shockwaves surged like an enraged sea overturning, their aftermath sweeping across a thousand miles of sky!
Half the palaces in the entire Heavenly Court trembled. Countless Immortal Gods deep in Closed Door Meditation were forcibly jolted out of their trance, storming out in fury and declaring that they would drag out the culprit!
But the moment they heard that it was "a Human Race cultivator challenging the Nine-Spirit Sage alone,"
Their faces all turned deathly pale. They immediately spun around and retreated into their abodes, not daring to leave so much as a crack in their doors!
What kind of joke was this?
The Human Race had already come knocking!
If they took the chance to overturn the Heavenly Court's dragon throne, wouldn't little immortals and minor gods like them become the first batch of cannon fodder sacrificed to the flag?
Besides, judging from those world-destroying shockwaves just now—
Both combatants clearly stood above ordinary Quasi-Saints!
With their meager Dao cultivation, they wanted to demand an explanation?
They would probably be nailed to the spot by a single glance before they could even open their mouths!
This was no empty threat—
The Primordial World had always believed only in fists!
Beneath Saints, all were ants. When the strong grew furious, mountains and rivers fell silent.
And that was precisely why Myriad Beings desperately craved