They knew Ao Hui was strong—terrifyingly strong—but at this point, terrifying no longer described him. He was downright demonic!
Ao Hui's strength had become abnormal!
That was a super Emperor formation jointly laid down by more than a hundred Immortal Emperors, and it contained the power of six Heir Grade Immortal Emperors. No matter how strong Ao Hui was, he shouldn't have been able to break through it alone.
Formations were a special method where one plus one made more than three. How had Ao Hui managed to break it with a single strike?
"Impossible!"
The living beings of the myriad worlds were aghast, their faces drained of color.
How could Ao Hui be so strong?
They were terrified, their whole bodies turning cold.
Even a super Emperor formation had been crushed beneath Ao Hui's palm. How could anyone else possibly be his match?
There were more than a hundred Imperial Alliance Immortal Emperors gathered here. If they were caught like turtles in a jar and wiped out all at once, the Imperial Alliance would pay a bloody price. The losses would be devastating!
"How are you finding the opportunities here?" After breaking the formation, Ao Hui didn't rush to attack. He gazed down from above and spoke mockingly.
"This was... a trap?!"
How could the Emperors fail to hear what he meant? Yet it was hard to believe. Ao Hui had left Hundred Rivers Valley to them—had he been confident from the start that he could break their super Emperor formation?
If so, all the Emperors could say was that Ao Hui was the most confident person they had ever met!
"I knew you rats wouldn't pass up resources like these. Sure enough, a treasure land is the perfect place to 'draw monsters.'"
Ao Hui sneered. His aura bore