After landing a successful blow like that, Vegeta withdrew with arrogant pride.
The scene truly shook the gathered experts of Dark Universe Time-Space.
Especially the two Level-10 Beings who had just descended from the Space-Time Channel and had yet to fully steady themselves.
They had witnessed with their own eyes how Vegeta, a Half-step Level-11, had not only ignored the dignity of a Level-11 Strong Practitioner, but had even wounded him with a single punch.
They could not help but stand stunned.
The more wretched the Level-11 Early-Stage old man whose teeth Vegeta had knocked out looked, the more it highlighted just how immense the shock Vegeta had brought them was.
Clutching the wounded corner of his mouth formed by rules, his once-arrogant eyes were filled with humiliation and fury.
Yet, because he had not fully descended, he could not give chase. He could only watch helplessly from the entrance of the Space-Time Channel as Vegeta departed.
Even Lord Tongyou at the side stared in shock toward the direction Vegeta had flown away, his eyes full of disbelief.
At that moment, Lord Tongyou even felt something absurd: if he did not have the Dimension Supreme Treasure, the Soul Suppressing Tower, protecting him, then even at his peak, he would likely have struggled to suppress this Saiyan warrior with such violent combat power.
This was the most terrifying racial talent of the Saiyans: defeating the strong while weak, growing stronger when facing the strong, becoming stronger the more they fought.
The more powerful an opponent they faced, the more the battle genes within a Saiyan's body boiled over.
It was difficult to imagine that in the Destruction Divine Kingdom of Primordial Universe Time-Space, Destruction Demon God Locke, whose strength was unfathomable, had actually subdued a race with such outrageous potential and