Outside the Mountain Gate.
Shui Ming stood there casually, an Azure Bamboo Spear in hand.
He was rather handsome and youthful in appearance, with an air like a lone cloud at the edge of the sky—unfettered and transcendent.
His attire was likewise simple and unadorned, and the azure spear in his hand was plain and unremarkable.
Yet before him, a tall middle-aged man in gray sat collapsed in a pool of blood, his hair disheveled and his expression desolate.
The entire scene was silent.
Within the Mountain Gate, whether the great figures of the Azure Firmament God Court or the sect disciples, all fell silent at this sight.
This was already the eighth elder to take the field, a High Ranking God at the Great Perfection of the Good Fortune Realm.
Yet beneath Shui Ming's hands, he had lasted only three moves before suffering grave injuries and being suppressed on the battlefield!
In truth, from the beginning of the battle until now, the previous seven High Ranking Gods had all suffered utter defeats.
They had been completely crushed!
Meanwhile, Shui Ming had won eight consecutive battles with effortless ease.
The Azure Firmament God Court's disciples were completely intimidated, their faces clouded with dejection.
Their opponent was too strong!
At the High Ranking God level of the Good Fortune Realm, he was practically invincible.
"The successors of the unknown lands truly are more monstrous than the last."
One of the old-timers sighed.
In the God Domain World, there were many unknown lands. Throughout the long years of the past, experts from these mysterious, legendary places rarely walked the world.
As a result, the world knew exceedingly little about those unknown lands.
But as God Lord Grade existences, all of them knew just how terrifying and dreadful the ancient lineages from those