Boom!
Tian Bo Xun struck casually.
Yet it carried supreme power containing the terrifying true essence of Slaughter, enough to destroy countless Great Thousand Worlds!
Though a Human Dao Saint was nothing special.
To Ants beneath Saint level, however, he was the heavens—a chasm that could never be crossed, an existence they would gaze up at in reverence for all eternity!!!
Bang!
But who could have known?
Before Tian Bo Xun's palm could smash Sect Master Minghe's head apart, a large hand like an iron pincer clamped around his wrist.
The agonizing pain from his wrist left Tian Bo Xun staring blankly, his face even revealing shock and utter bewilderment.
"Th-this-this..."
"How is this possible? How could you possibly block my technique?"
Tian Bo Xun instinctively tried to pull his hand back.
But no matter how hard he exerted himself, he could not pull his hand free from Ancestor Minghe's grasp. It was as though it had been glued there, impossible to break away from!
This scene.
Left every Asura Race member present stunned, dazed, and utterly confused.
What was going on?
Why were the King and Minghe locked in a stalemate? This should not have happened, should it?
Shouldn't the King have casually smashed Minghe's head like a watermelon, then annihilated both his body and soul, allowing the Netherworld Sea of Blood to return to their embrace and the Asura Race to return to them as well!?
But why had the King not killed Ancestor Minghe now?
"King!! Stop toying with him and kill him already! Delays breed disaster!"
"That's right, King! We know you value loyalty and affection, but this is not the time for sentiment! You must not hold back. If Minghe escapes back into the Netherworld Sea of Blood, who could kill him then? He has