Most Dao Sect and Buddhist Sect experts at the Fifth Realm and above could not withstand that blow and were directly reduced to clouds of blood mist.
Only Abbey Master Chen Mou and the Scripture Lecture Seat barely survived. Chen Mou was severely wounded and slapped all the way to the South Sea, while Xuankong Temple's Scripture Lecture Seat had his golden body shattered and fell into the boundless sands of the Western Wilderness.
It was truly a case of the city gate catching fire and the fish in the moat suffering disaster.
Yet those Metal Armor divine generals did not slow their advance. Wielding weapons of every kind, they charged at the imperial deity.
They had been formed from the Haotian Divine Radiance and the remaining vital energy of heaven and earth after Sixth Realm and even Seventh Realm cultivators of the Haotian World had been devoured by Haotian over tens of thousands of years.
Dozens of longswords struck first. Terrifying streams of sword qi crisscrossed, shrouding heaven and earth.
Some of the sword qi was heavy as mountains, some spread with the sharp brilliance of morning clouds, and some carried an incomparable pressure as they descended from the heavens and crushed the endless glaciers.
The sword qi sliced the surrounding space apart, shooting through the cracks in the Void.
The imperial phantom remained silent. Then it raised its right hand, forming a mountain-sized fist that gleamed with golden light as galaxies revolved within it.
It appeared slow, yet the force behind the punch was like a pillar holding up the sky. It suddenly collided with the vast sword qi falling from the heavens.
"Boom!!!"
It was as though heaven and earth had been shaken. Endless dark clouds surged in immense waves, and in an instant, the ten-thousand-mile glaciers