Tam's Fury

Hundreds of billions, even a trillion tons of TNT had detonated in midair, unleashing light billions of times more blinding than the sun.

At temperatures of hundreds of millions of degrees, no matter could retain its original structure. Within a radius of two hundred kilometers from the nuclear blast, mountains, rivers, and lakes alike were vaporized.

A terrifying particle storm swept across everything. Countless creatures had no time to struggle before they turned into wisps of smoke.

Among them was even a drifter with Weak Divine Power, who had been secretly watching from the clouds.

By the time it realized something was wrong and tried to flee, it was already too late.

The clouds were instantly scattered, exposing its true form directly to the light that melted everything. Before it could get far, its soul was annihilated, and its body was reduced to charred remains.

At the Space Channel, a thousand kilometers away.

Quite a few people stared blankly at the bright light on the horizon.

"Could that be the Barbarian God?"

Zhang Zhixiang furrowed his brows, hesitating over whether he should leave.

This bizarre celestial phenomenon was enough to make anyone's hair stand on end. He couldn't shake the unease in his heart.

He was an ordinary, mediocre martial artist nearing middle age, with elderly parents to care for and young children at home. He was long past the age of hot-blooded adventure.

The life he wanted most was to find a school and become a Martial Arts Teacher.

The pay and benefits were decent, and it was safe and comfortable.

Unfortunately, that might have worked a few years ago, or even a year ago.

But now there were simply too many martial artists, and competition was fierce. He was an ordinary martial artist with no connections, no way