The Strongest Strike, Life or Death!

The giant manifested by the golden phantom hundreds of meters tall was like a god descended from the heavens, its divine might overwhelming. Merely its pair of golden eyes glaring in fury was enough to shroud the entire sea in an immensely powerful pressure.

"Evil Lord, it's time to get serious. Otherwise, you're dead!"

Jiang Ming's voice was utterly indifferent, yet incomparably majestic.

The next instant, the enormous golden phantom hundreds of meters tall rapidly shrank, turning into a streak of golden light that entered Jiang Ming's body.

Boom!

Boundless power erupted, and terrifying air pressure split the vast sea apart, carving out a canyon that nearly reached the seabed.

The seawater surged violently, yet it could not break through the pressure and return to normal. It could only remain divided into two by that terrifying force.

"Nine Spears of the War God First Form: Unstoppable Advance!"

Even more powerful and fervent than the air pressure was that surging Battle Intent!

Over the past few years, Jiang Ming had not fought other powerful opponents, so he had never had the opportunity to use the Nine Spears of the War God. Yet his Battle Intent had not diminished in the slightest.

That Battle Intent had lain dormant within Jiang Ming, constantly accumulating, waiting only for a fierce battle to erupt completely!

Faced with this strike carrying such dreadful might, Evil Lord instinctively wanted to evade it.

It was not that this attack could deal him a fatal blow. As a powerful beast with Eight Hundred-Thousand-Year cultivation, although this strike was terrifyingly powerful, it could at most severely wound him.

But he did not want to be severely wounded. Against Jiang Ming, once he was badly injured, all he could do was wait for death.

His figure flickered continuously as he shifted