Towering waves rose like ink-black mountains, blotting out the already dim sky.
When Xue Jinfeng's strike, infused with King-level Rules, fell, the air seemed to ignite, erupting with crackling explosions.
A vortex a thousand zhang across instantly exploded across the sea. Black seawater was torn into countless water arrows that swept in all directions with a pungent salty stench.
Behind them, Luo Qianqiu felt as though he had been struck by an invisible Giant Hammer. He was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, utterly unable to control himself.
He flew a great distance through the air before crashing into a massive reef with a bang, only then coming to a stop. Every bone in his body ached as though it had fallen apart.
Enduring the pain, he raised his head and looked at the roiling ink-black waves and the dazzling golden light around Xue Jinfeng. His eyes held both reverence and envy.
He was only one step away from the God King Realm, yet that single step was like a heavenly chasm.
The Rules of ordinary God Tribulation Realm cultivators were scattered stars, while a God King's King's Way Rules were a gathered river of stars. That mighty power, capable of fixing heaven and earth in place and tearing apart the void, was a realm he might never touch even if he exhausted his entire life.
"This time... the White-Haired Man should be dead, right?"
Luo Qianqiu was deeply afraid. If the White-Haired Man survived and sent word to the Lan Alliance, then he, the "fuse," would undoubtedly die without a burial place.
Fortunately, Elder Xue had acted.
Could an attack from a God King be something a God Tribulation Realm cultivator could withstand?
Yet at that moment, a cold voice rose from beneath the roiling