The entire scene fell deathly silent!
All the surviving Zifu cultivators stared into the void with looks as if they were watching a ghost.
The space there twisted, and a tall figure slowly emerged.
Dressed in black with black hair, handsome features, and indifferent eyes, he was none other than Su Ming.
With one hand behind his back and the other supporting the dazzling golden Kongtong Seal, he resembled a god in charge of Heaven and Earth, looking down at the battered East King Duke below.
"You... who are you?"
East King Duke struggled to his feet, his face filled with shock and unwillingness.
He could not believe that, apart from those few top great powers in the Primordial Wilderness, there was actually someone who could severely injure him with a single palm strike!
Just who was this person?
However, Su Ming could not even be bothered to look at him again.
Someone of this caliber was not even qualified to be his opponent.
But just as Su Ming was about to turn and leave, another change suddenly occurred between Heaven and Earth!
A seven-colored divine radiance swept through the void without warning, carrying a profound Daoic rhythm that could sweep away and collect anything. It shot straight toward the Kongtong Seal in Su Ming's hand!
Its speed, sinister angle, and perfectly timed strike were all flawless!
Clearly, this person had been lying in wait for a long time!
"Hm?"
Su Ming raised his brow, a trace of surprise flashing through his eyes.
He recognized this magic treasure.
"The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree?"
The corners of Su Ming's lips suddenly curled into an amused smile.
"Zhunti, you Western baldhead, your hand is reaching a little too far!"
Before his voice faded, the figure of a Daoist with a sorrowful expression