Outside Water Cloud City, Wei Fan completely unleashed his power. His terrifying cultivation shook heaven and earth, freezing everyone in place. Even the five Saint King experts locked in battle forgot to fight, all staring at Wei Fan in horror.
That twelve-thousand-zhang Great Dao was thick and majestic, vast yet solid. Had it not still had an end, they would have thought it was the Great Dao of heaven and earth itself.
"How could heaven and earth produce such a monstrous talent..."
Ouyang Bolun swallowed hard, his mouth dry. As brilliant as he was, he would become a Martial Emperor sooner or later, yet compared to Wei Fan, he felt nothing but shame.
"When we look upon him, we are frogs at the bottom of a well gazing up at the heavens!"
Mu Chen's face was filled with shock. Before this, they had thought that Wei Fan, having reached Spirit Infusion, should not reveal himself and ought to keep a low profile. It turned out Wei Fan had already been sufficiently low-key. His true strength had actually reached the Saint King level, and he could challenge the Martial Emperor realm at any moment.
"Today, none of you will leave alive!"
Wei Fan's killing intent soared into the sky. Several times before, he had nearly been unable to restrain himself from unleashing all his strength. Now that every restriction had been lifted, he felt as though he had shed his shackles, indescribably refreshed.
"Die!"
Two dazzling beams shot from his eyes and tore through the void. In the distance, a Great Sage who was fleeing suddenly felt every hair stand on end. Like a lamb targeted by lions and tigers, the terrifying pressure nearly shattered his Primordial Spirit.
"Roar... My lords, save me!"
He exhausted his last strength to call for