Yunnan Province, half of whose sky had already been obscured by Jiumozhi's body, went completely dark when Peng Li transformed into a Kunpeng.
All that could be seen was a dark river streaking through the sky, as though it had swallowed the light of countless stars.
"Little Kun is acting inhuman again!"
After Yang Yao spoke, Hao Jian, being more experienced, hurriedly said, "Quick, tell everyone to put away anything valuable or worthless. Someone's about to... tear the place apart again!"
Heaven and earth trembled, and divine might descended. To the world, it was no different from the apocalypse!
A clash between divine paths was like Mars striking Earth. Even nonlethal aftershocks would spread far and wide!
The sky-shrouding Kunpeng clamped its jaws around half of Jiumozhi's body!
This time, it was no longer nibbling away bit by bit. It seized his divine body and dragged him entirely out of the other world.
The Three Thousand Weak Waters, which even gods could not cross, rained down upon Jiumozhi's Demigod Body like droplets and bullets, leaving it riddled with holes!
Yet as Peng Li exhausted the power that had recreated his former divine might, it seemed Jiumozhi had still not suffered a fatal wound.
But was that the end of it?
Using the small to overcome the great, a snake could swallow an elephant. Once, Jingwei had filled the Ancient East Sea with the obsession of countless lifetimes. Today, I, Xu Kun, will refine a Demigod Body with a fleeting instant of Kunpeng divine power!
So where was Xu Kun now?
He stood atop the gradually fading Kunpeng's head, God-Slaying Whip in hand, imposing beyond compare. Duan Yu and Yu Yan followed behind him, trembling.
They had never imagined that in this lifetime, they would get so close to a demigod.