Slapping faces with pure strength!
Shuten Doji was blasted into ashes, while the God Demon Axe was knocked flying far away, crashing deep into a floating giant boulder.
A massive roar, along with the sound of the void collapsing, swept across all directions.
In the void above the Star Sea, a black hole appeared. As it spun, it seemed capable of devouring all things. Under the piercing rays of light, the black hole itself was blasted open, truly terrifying to behold.
Everyone watched in dumbfounded silence, each drawing in a sharp breath of cold air!
Possessing the God Demon Axe and yet still being killed—was Shuten Doji at the end of his rope, or was the Giant Dragon simply overwhelmingly strong beyond words?
Everyone witnessing this scene found it somewhat hard to believe their eyes, their complexions gradually turning pale.
In a flash, the expression on the Great Demon King's face froze. Without a second thought, he bolted straight toward the God Demon Axe.
After snapping back to his senses, the Eastern War God dropped his jaw and stammered, "Could you be the ancient Dragon God?"
"No, no, no. I have seen the Dragon God, and you are not him!"
Recovering his wits, the Eastern War God shook his head repeatedly. The Ling Yun before him was definitely not the ancient Dragon God, for the ancient Dragon God was a Nine-clawed Golden Dragon.
Yet the one before him had only five claws and was entirely black throughout. But how was one to explain the power just now? That kind of power was something only a true god could possess.
"Who are you, and why do you dare not speak? Are you mute?"
"Do you intend to stand in the way of my grand enterprise of rise to power?"
No matter