Kindling Civilization

The Heavenly God Ranking placement matches officially began. The first match of the first round pitted Huang Daoqi, ranked first, against Sun Chuntong, ranked fifty-third.

Although everyone believed Sun Chuntong was certain to lose, they still eagerly anticipated this battle.

Because they would get to witness Huang Daoqi's methods.

Yet, while they had indeed seen them, it was almost as though they had not. With a single punch, Sun Chuntong's attack was pierced through.

Sun Chuntong himself was blasted into fragments and teleported out along with it.

Everyone was stunned. Sun Chuntong was no weakling; his cultivation was at the peak of the Quasi-Earth Venerable Realm, and his combat strength was enough to rival a Lower Earth Venerable in the middle to late stages.

Yet he had been effortlessly killed in an instant. It was simply too astonishing.

"This must be the famed Imperial Sun Divine Fist. I never imagined its power would be so terrifying!"

"Huang Daoqi probably didn't even use one-tenth of this punch's power."

"Hiss, does it have to be this outrageous?"

"Hmph, do you take the combat strength of heaven's chosen geniuses for a joke?"

At that moment, everyone inside and outside the Divine Star was discussing it. The gathered geniuses within the battle plaza felt even more solemn. Experts saw the craft behind the trick; from that casually revealed strike alone, they could infer many things.

Lu Ming was the same. From that punch, he saw vastness—boundless vastness. It was like an emperor revealing only a wisp of his majesty, enough to make others unable to resist falling to their knees in worship.

This was not something an ordinary Great Sun Law could possess.

"The second battle of the first round: Number Two versus Number Sixty-Four!"

The mighty voice rang out once more, and the