How terrifying was it for a Red Giant to lose two ten-thousandths of its mass?
At the very least, Zha Gu and the others found it utterly unimaginable.
"That Lord Fang Xi is definitely a powerhouse among Red Giant Level Immortals—could he even be... a Neutron Immortal?"
A Zakun gazed at him with worship and fervor written all over his face.
Even Planet Level powerhouses could barely claim the title of Immortal, and they could command awe throughout a star system.
Red Giant Level Immortals, meanwhile, could roam freely across the Cosmic Sea.
Take Ymir, for example. Back when he was only at the Planet Level, he had already been able to serve as the Super Beast Pirate Group's third-in-command, with a fearsome reputation that spread far and wide.
Now that he had reached the Red Giant Level, he even had some hope of competing for the position of first mate!
And yet he had lost to a Cosmic Wanderer?
"Go!"
Ymir was both shocked and enraged. His body continued shrinking until he resembled a shooting star, flying toward the Sabertooth Tiger flying saucer.
That Cosmic Wanderer across from him could cleave away two ten-thousandths of his mass with a single sword strike. Wouldn't five thousand strikes be enough to kill him?
For existences like them, unleashing ten thousand strikes in an instant was as easy as flicking a finger.
"Trying to leave now? Isn't it a little too late?"
Fang Xi chuckled.
He was deeply interested in the cultivation path of this Great Thousand World. A living Red Giant Level Immortal stood right before him, representing a certain pinnacle and achievement of cultivation in this Great Thousand World. How could he possibly let him go?
"Capturing and suppressing this man will be somewhat troublesome..."
Fang Xi frowned, and then