Breakthrough to the Eighth Order

In the instant those eyes opened, it was as if two suns had risen simultaneously in the darkness.

Golden light shot from the depths of his pupils, piercing the air before him almost tangibly and illuminating the entire valley as brightly as day.

"Boom—!!!"

A terrifying aura exploded in all directions, like a volcano dormant for ten thousand years suddenly erupting. The shockwave swept dust and shattered stones outward, tossing every fallen leaf and layer of loose earth into the air.

The warriors were flung backward uncontrollably, only barely stabilizing themselves after being hurled several hundred meters away.

Yet that aura continued to rise, like a swelling tide, each wave higher than the last, its pressure growing heavier and heavier.

The warriors felt as though massive boulders were pressing against their chests. Even breathing became difficult, their faces flushing red as they had no choice but to retreat again.

One kilometer, two kilometers, three kilometers... Only after retreating five kilometers did that suffocating pressure finally become bearable.

The warriors stopped, gasping for breath as they fixed their eyes on the distant figure, their gazes full of shock and reverence.

The aftershocks alone had forced them to retreat five kilometers. Just how terrifying had the Military Lord become after breaking through to the Eighth Order?

At the center of that storm, Qin Tian slowly rose into the air.

His body stood straight as a spear, his robes snapping loudly beneath the impact of the currents.

Psionic Energy surged over his body like flames, while his Qi and Blood soared skyward like a crimson pillar of light, staining even the clouds overhead with a layer of blood-red color.

With a rush of air, the Demon King Wings behind him spread wide. Their span was broader than before, and dark golden Demon Marks