Heavenly Emperor Divine Fist.
Pure physical strength fused perfectly with violent spiritual power.
The radiance of the fist transformed into a roaring giant dragon and crashed head-on into that torrent of destruction.
Rumble!
The deafening explosion echoed through the entire void.
Violent waves of energy spread madly in all directions.
The floating fragments of land nearby shattered and collapsed beneath the impact of that force.
The cultivators hiding in the shadows were caught by the shockwave. Quite a few let out muffled grunts and had no choice but to circulate their spiritual power to defend themselves.
"What terrifying power!"
"Is this really an attack that someone at the Tribulation Crossing stage can unleash?"
The cultivators watching from the shadows sucked in cold breaths.
At the heart of the explosion.
Chen Changqing walked out unscathed.
Not even a speck of dust had touched the hem of his robe.
Feng Yu's Thousand-Handed Buddha had been shattered by a single punch from him.
Suffering backlash from his Dharma manifestation, Feng Yu's face turned pale, and blood spilled from the corner of his lips.
He stared fixedly at Chen Changqing, his eyes filled with horror.
"What kind of monster are you?"
Chen Changqing clapped his hands, his smile dazzling.
"Don't rush. The game has only just begun."
Feng Yu wiped away the blood from his lips, his heart shaking violently.
His prized ultimate technique had not even harmed a single hair on Chen Changqing's head.
How was that possible?!
The intelligence had clearly stated that Chen Changqing's strongest abilities were his sword arts and incarnations.
Why was his physical strength so terrifying as well?
Feng Yu clenched his teeth and formed seals with both hands once more.
"Heavenly Secrets Wheel, turn!"
An ancient bronze wheel flew out from within his body.
The wheel was