"Hahaha." Nue let out a wild laugh, then looked at me and said, "I haven't heard such arrogant words in a long time. Do you know that even in the Underworld, no one dares say such a thing?"
"Whether it's arrogant or not, you'll know soon enough." I gripped the Eight Tribulation Sword. My body rumbled, and then an overwhelming pressure surged toward me.
Everyone around us suddenly froze, feeling as if they were floating in a vast ocean.
Huodou curled up even farther, staring at me with his dog eyes as he shouted, "What's going on? It hasn't been long since we last met, but Master's strength has actually reached this level. This is at least the power of the Fourteen Hells. This is terrifying strength beyond that of a Ghost King."
The God of Slaughter Power seethed within my body, while the Celestial Venerable bloodline had also fully awakened. At this moment, my own strength had reached an unimaginable level.
This should have been my peak state. I had already transcended the mortal realm and entered sainthood.
"Unbelievable!" Nue looked at me, but the twitching of his eyelids revealed the unease in his heart.
The next moment, the Eight Tribulation Sword descended, carrying the power of eight kinds of lightning. This single strike contained unimaginable might. When it came down, even Nue's expression changed drastically.
An astonishing force instantly spread outward, and the ground began to collapse. The power contained in this strike was beyond imagination. A tremendous wave of air flashed by, and a terrifying light instantly tore into Nue's scalp.
However, Nue's body was agile, and my strike failed to hit him. His body dispersed like smoke before flashing to the side. He looked at me with a smile and said, "Not bad. It's been a