"Y-You... who exactly are you? How do you possess such terrifying combat power? Why have I never heard of your name?"
Battle Axe Immortal Emperor Zhan Wushuang struggled up from the ruins. He felt as though at least half the bones in his body had shattered. He simply could not accept this scene.
He was a dignified Titled Immortal Emperor, already standing at the peak of the Immortal Realm's pyramid. Even Celestial Emperor Xing Ming treated him with considerable courtesy.
Since when had the Immortal Realm produced such a freak?
At such a young age, his combat power had already shattered the ceiling.
If it had been a one-on-one battle and he had lost to the other party, he could still have accepted it.
But there were ten of them!
And all ten were Titled Immortal Emperors, every one of them a supreme existence at the very pinnacle.
Although there were quite a few Immortal Emperors in the Immortal Realm, there were enormous differences even among Immortal Emperors, alright?
Ordinary Immortal Emperors, even those at the Ninth Heaven of the Immortal Emperor Realm, were like ants before Titled Immortal Emperors such as them.
Otherwise, how could the ten of them have just suppressed a hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, along with nine Immortal Emperors and several hundred Immortal Sovereigns and Immortal King Realm experts, until they trembled in fear and dared not resist?
They had even regarded themselves as lambs awaiting slaughter, able only to beg them for mercy and ask to be spared.
And now, with a mere palm strike, the other party had wiped out all ten of them.
Zhan Wushuang glanced at the other nine. Every one of them was in an even worse state than he was, and this gave him a sliver of balance.