Slapped Unconscious

Inside Myriad Star Hall, Li Ye stood with his white robes fluttering and his hair streaming in the wind, his hands clasped behind his back and his expression calm.

He swept his gaze over Luo Ming with disdain.

Luo Ming thought himself extraordinary. How could he endure such an insult? He immediately flew into a furious rage.

The battle was about to begin.

Everyone's heart involuntarily rose into their throats.

There were many experts present.

Those seated in the front row beneath the Five Star Saints were even more unfathomable.

Yet faced with a clash between the first and second on the rankings, they still tensed instinctively.

"Today, I'll show you that your title as the top-ranked cultivator is undeserved. You're nothing but a joke."

"Prepare to die!"

"Immortal Slaying Intent!"

Luo Ming roared.

Boom!

A shocking aura suddenly erupted from him. An invisible killing intent surged outward, spreading like something tangible and forming one killing sword after another.

The countless killing swords rapidly fused, becoming a colossal ten-thousand-zhang sword in the blink of an eye.

As they formed, Luo Ming's aura rapidly climbed. In an instant, it surpassed the Tathagata Realm and advanced into the Saint realm.

"Willpower—it's the power of will!"

"Luo Ming is from the Asura Race. The willpower he cultivated isn't ordinary; it's Killing Dao Will!"

"Though it's only reached the first level, this is already comparable to a Saint Fourth Heaven!"

"Luo Ming's strength is actually this terrifying? Far more than the legends said!"

The crowd was appalled.

They noticed the ten-thousand-zhang killing sword floating above Luo Ming's head. Waves of energy spilled from it, seeping into the space inside Myriad Star Hall.

Its speed had already reached four times the speed of light.

But that wasn't all.

The bloodline of the Asura Race erupted