All the elite disciples and ancient freaks had their legs turn to jelly beneath this supreme pressure.
The sound of bodies dropping to their knees echoed in a continuous wave.
Those with slightly weaker cultivation had even been drained of all strength to stand.
Their souls trembled. It was the instinctive fear and submission of lower life-forms when faced with a flawless creature at the ultimate extreme.
"Three Immortal Qi... That's impossible."
The ancient freak who had led the charge collapsed limply to the ground, staring blankly at the three Dao Flowers above Shi Hao's head as his mind completely broke down.
Since ancient times, cultivating two strands of Immortal Qi had already been a legendary myth. To cultivate three strands of Immortal Qi was an aberration simply forbidden by the Heaven and Earth Rules.
Shi Hao paid no heed to their terror. He took a single step, and his figure vanished from where he stood.
The next instant, like a fierce tiger descending the mountain and charging into a flock of sheep, he crashed directly into the densest part of the crowd.
The three strands of Immortal Qi circling his body became the most terrifying meat grinder in the world.
Shi Hao did not even need to unleash any exquisite precious technique. He simply threw an utterly ordinary punch forward.
Bang.
Where the force of his fist passed, the void completely collapsed.
An ancient freak caught at the forefront did not even have time to scream before Shi Hao's punch blasted both him and his protective artifact into a cloud of blood mist.
Shi Hao's figure flickered as he tore through the crowd like a tiger among sheep.
With a backhanded palm strike, he slapped dozens of great sect elites into pulp.
He raised his leg and swept it