At his command, more than thirty figures moved at once.
There were no earth-shaking phenomena, no flashes of divine radiance from their laws.
More than thirty utterly different yet equally terrifying Daos became attacks at the purest conceptual level, crushing toward Zhou Ming from every direction.
They wanted not to kill Zhou Ming, but to suppress him.
Thus, they held nothing back.
Their opening strike carried the force of ten thousand thunderbolts!
Facing the combined strike of more than thirty Da Luo True Realm experts, Zhou Ming merely raised his hand calmly.
One punch.
A simple, unadorned punch.
Dark golden light flashed across his fist and vanished.
There was no outpouring of power, only a law of utmost purity and overwhelming dominance.
Boom-
His fist collided head-on with those thirty-odd Dao concepts, without a single flourish.
Time lost its meaning at that instant.
Space collapsed completely at that instant.
Centered on the point of collision, an indescribably enormous "hollow" appeared out of nowhere.
Everything, whether matter or energy, laws or concepts, was utterly erased the moment it touched that "hollow," reduced to primordial nothingness.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Heavenly River True Lord, Chaotic Ancient True Lord, and the others at the forefront all grunted, their bodies flying backward beyond their control.
They stared at Zhou Ming in horror, disbelief filling their eyes.
How was this possible?!
The combined strike of more than thirty of them had actually... been blocked by a single punch?
And judging by his breezy composure, he still seemed to have strength to spare?
"Impossible!" Heavenly Pivot True Lord cried out. "He's clearly being suppressed by the rules! How can he still be this powerful?"
"The imprint of his Dao is far fainter than we imagined!" Heavenly River True Lord, who stood at the peak of the