The bloodlust in his eyes rapidly faded, replaced by a fear and despair deeper than death.
"Primordial... Primordial Golden Immortal?"
His lips trembled, and he could not even force out a complete sentence.
How was this possible?!
Not only had Su Ming's physical body reached an utterly inconceivable level of strength, but his cultivation had also stepped into that legendary realm?
Above the Grand Unity Golden Immortal was the Primordial realm!
That was a realm he—and countless mighty figures of the Primordial Wilderness—dreamed of attaining, yet could never reach!
He had always thought Su Ming was merely a reckless brute with a powerful body. Only now did he realize how disastrously wrong he had been!
His opponent's realm was enough to crush him hundreds or thousands of times over!
Everything before this had merely been a cat toying with a mouse!
"You only understand now? Too late."
Su Ming's voice rang beside his ear, devoid of the slightest emotion.
He raised that fist once more, a fist larger than a mountain.
This time, there was no earth-shattering title like "World-Opening," nor supreme might capable of tearing apart the chaos.
There was only pure, absolute strength—enough to crush everything.
One Force Breaks All Laws!
Before absolute strength, any law or divine ability was nothing but a joke!
"No!!!"
East King Duke let out the most shrill and despairing roar of his life.
Boom!!!
The giant fist came crashing down.
There was no earth-shaking sound, nor any dazzling radiance.
That formation diagram, which had gathered the power of ten thousand immortals, along with East King Duke's final struggle purchased by burning his Dao foundation, was annihilated beneath that fist like snow beneath the blazing sun, silently...
Puff! Puff! Puff!
The instant the formation diagram shattered, the several thousand Golden Immortals and Grand