"What a move, Demonic Path Limitless. If I had not possessed treasure armor to protect me, it would have been utterly impossible to withstand it with such minor injuries."
Meng Zhao felt that if Demonic Path Limitless had been unleashed by Chiyou at the height of his power, it might not have been inferior to the Son of Heaven Sword Technique, hailed as the greatest killing art of all time. It could also be called a transcendent move that could neither be broken nor defeated.
In particular, the underlying intent—that all things returned to nothingness, until the cosmos itself descended into primordial chaos and fell into the abyss of return—might even have surpassed the Son of Heaven Sword Technique.
What a pity, what a pity. The one who had unleashed this move was not the Great Grandmaster Bei Tangsu, but merely the Grandmaster Bei Tangsu.
Moreover, Bei Tangsu had not used his own power, but only the projected power of Demonic Saber Jingqing.
Thus, that incomparably mighty slash had ultimately revealed a flaw, a weakness.
It had to be said that this was a tremendous regret.
At the same time, Meng Zhao sighed inwardly.
Having successively witnessed the two strongest and most invincible divine arts he had ever seen from Bei Tangsu and Beitang Xing, these two members of the imperial clan, he could glimpse the foundation of the Beitang Imperial Clan.
The Beitang Family not only possessed profound reserves, but also produced talents in endless succession.
Furthermore, Meng Zhao's words were not false, nor was he deliberately elevating his opponent.
At the final instant when the two supreme divine moves collided, Meng Zhao had a sudden flash of insight and sensed danger. He activated the Emperor Yu Battle Armor and had the Azure Dragon Battle Soul protect him, finally