The Might of the Double Pupils-One Glance, and He Hit His Knees!

The arrogant smile on the Golden Winged Little Peng King's face froze in an instant!

His mind went completely blank.

What he saw was no longer someone's eyes.

It was a vast, boundless universe marching toward destruction!

He saw the sun and moon shatter, and the stars fall!

He saw the Great Dao Laws break apart, inch by inch!

He saw billions of living beings turn to ash amid their wails!

He saw an unrivaled god-demon, towering between heaven and earth, slowly raise a hand and point a finger at him!

That finger seemed to embody the will of Heaven and the final judgment!

Before it, he felt so small, so utterly insignificant!

The Primordial Peng Race bloodline he was so proud of, the Venerable Realm cultivation he had painstakingly developed over many years—before that supreme will, they were like bubbles in the sunlight, bursting at the slightest touch!

"N-no... no..."

The Golden Winged Little Peng King let out a meaningless murmur, filled with the utmost terror.

His body began to tremble violently, completely beyond his control.

His eyes, his nostrils, his ears, the corners of his mouth...

Blood streamed from all seven orifices at once!

In that brief exchange of glances, his Divine Soul had already been gravely wounded by the supreme might of the Double Pupils!

"Holy... Holy Son?!"

The few men and women of the Peng Race behind him were the first to notice something was wrong.

They stared in horror at the Golden Winged Little Peng King's face, which had turned as pale as paper in an instant, blood running from all seven orifices. They had no idea what had happened.

The cultivators around them, who had been watching for a good show, were all dumbstruck too.

"What's going on? The Golden Winged Little Peng King...