Rumble!
The thick ice shattered in an instant. Like a god descending from heaven, Su Ming dropped from above and landed firmly inside the secret chamber.
The dust cleared, revealing his stern face.
"Su Ming?!"
Old Man Withered Bones's pupils contracted, disbelief spreading across his face.
He had never imagined that Su Ming would actually dare to charge in single-handedly, let alone sneak right above his secret chamber.
How had this fellow evaded the layers of restrictions and guards outside?
"How did you get in?"
Old Man Withered Bones asked gravely, his vigilance reaching its peak.
For Su Ming to reach this place without a sound, his strength was probably even greater than he had imagined.
Su Ming brushed the ice chips off himself, his tone calm.
"A mere branch altar cannot stop me."
"I heard everything you just said."
"The Human Emperor's Secret Vault, the Bizarre Supreme Being-you certainly have your calculations worked out."
Old Man Withered Bones's expression shifted slightly before he sneered.
"So what if you heard?"
"Su Ming, since you dared to barge in, don't expect to leave alive today."
"This is my territory. Let's see whether you, a Half-Step Supreme, really have three heads and six arms."
As his words fell, black energy surged around Old Man Withered Bones, and the temperature throughout the secret chamber plunged dozens of degrees in an instant.
He did not let his guard down in the slightest, unleashing his full strength from the very first move.
Despite his arrogant words, he knew perfectly well that anyone who could easily destroy two branch altars would be no easy opponent.
"Black Baleful Palm!"
Old Man Withered Bones growled and thrust out his palm.
An enormous black palm materialized out of thin air and hurtled toward Su Ming, carrying a sinister power