Xiao Zhentian's Pyrrhic Victory

Xiao Zhentian's tiger-like frame trembled, and he hastily thrust out another spear!

Golden radiance surged forth, dyeing the heavens gold.

Roar!

A tiger's roar shook the sky!

A hundred-zhang-tall golden giant tiger emerged from the golden light, roaring as it shook heaven and earth. A majestic golden mountain swiftly appeared beneath its feet.

The giant tiger leaped down from the mountaintop and pounced straight ahead, crushing the black "Slay" character beneath one claw!

Xiao Zhentian's face paled slightly, sweat beading on his forehead as he let out a long breath inwardly.

His eldest son's combat power was far too outrageous, like a stagnant pool so deep one could not see its bottom at a glance.

That "Slay" character just now had actually made even him, a King Realm expert, feel a trace of danger.

Though it was not much!

It was still absurdly shocking!

After all, he was a leading figure among Great Xia's new generation of kings, his combat power heaven-shaking. To be forced into such a state by an eighteen-year-old youth was simply humiliating.

Yet Xiao Chen had every right to be proud of this achievement!

Because among the younger generation, there were absolutely few who could force him this far!

"Master, how could Young Master Sun's combat power be so outrageous?"

Within the ancient forest in the distance, the black-robed elder revealed a look of astonishment!

The power of that sword strike just now had absolutely far surpassed the King Realm!

If Xiao Zhentian had not been at the King Realm Fifth Layer, with countless heaven-shaking fortuitous encounters behind him and the monstrous talent of Three-Colored Dao Fire...

He might very well already have died!

Thunderbolts flashed in Wen Haishan's eyes as well!

Clearly, he had never expected Xiao Chen to be powerful to such an extent!