As the smoke and dust cleared, the sky above came into view.
The two figures separated the instant they collided.
Yang Lingtian drifted down onto a mountain peak, his white robes purer than snow and utterly untouched by dust.
His expression remained as calm and unruffled as ever, as though that earth-shaking strike just now had nothing to do with him.
On the other side, however, the Golden Armored Divine King's figure swayed slightly, and he retreated half a step.
Though it was only half a step, for a renowned Divine King who had made his name long ago, it was already a supreme humiliation.
"How is this possible?"
The Golden Armored Divine King lowered his head and looked at his fist.
Wisps of gray airflow lingered around it, refusing to disperse as they ceaselessly corroded his Divine King Laws.
He could feel waves of stabbing pain coming from his fist bones.
That strange gray power had actually pierced through his Body Protection Divine Light and wounded his true body.
A huge storm surged through the Golden Armored Divine King's heart, and his face was filled with disbelief.
"What exactly is this power? It can actually disregard my law power and directly injure my divine body?"
He was a Divine King!
A Divine King's body was impervious to all laws, tempered long ago until it was harder than divine iron.
Let alone a newly promoted Divine Lord—even a Divine King of the same rank.
It should have been impossible to break through his defenses so easily.
Yet this brat before him had done it.
Moreover, judging from his relaxed and effortless appearance, he seemed not to have used his full strength at all.
At this moment, the contempt and amusement in the Golden Armored Divine King's heart vanished completely.
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