Wang Chuang's laughter rang across the heavens and earth, arrogant beyond measure. His aura surged sky-high.
In his hand, the head of Sea God Quan Long dripped King's blood. It was a bloody, miserable sight.
He had been torn off by brute force. Quan Long had fought back with everything he had, but he still couldn't stop Wang Chuang. He was no match for him at all.
His headless corpse slumped helplessly in the void, while the Sea God's Trident lay at his side, its angle almost forlorn.
Here in the Ancient God Sea, Quan Long should have held every advantage. Yet he still couldn't match Wang Chuang and had been crushed by sheer force!
It was clear that Wang Chuang was far more powerful than him.
"Sea God!"
Seeing Sea God defeated, the Kings of the God Realm all turned to look, their eyes wide with shock. Quan Long was by no means weak, and this was the Ancient God Sea, yet he had been suppressed so quickly? Was Wang Chuang really that strong?
"You're asking for death!" A God Realm Giant roared and tried to rush over to rescue Quan Long.
"Worry about yourself first!" Unfortunately, he was in no position to help. His opponent was powerful too, and he had no way to intervene.
He wasn't the only one. The others were in the same predicament, unable to break away and struggling in battle.
"Damn it!" The Kings of the God Realm roared in fury, unable to rescue him. They desperately wanted to rush over.
"Hahaha, that's reality!"
Seeing their fury, the Imperial Court Giants all burst into laughter, thoroughly delighted.
This was the Imperial Court's strength—the power to crush the Giants of the heavens! The so-called Black Hand Organization was nothing but a troupe of clowns,