Zi Xiao
Rumble!
Rumble!
In the depths of space, the ancient corpse swung a punch, and a tremendous explosion erupted.
In an instant, space shattered, forming an incomparably deep black hole that spread straight toward the Huo Luo Clan's altar.
Along the way, several Huo Luo Clan powerhouses were too slow to dodge. First, shards of space sliced them apart; then they were swept into the black hole and crushed to dust, dead beyond all doubt.
In truth, at the level of a Human Race Dao Lord, although physical strength was exceptionally formidable, what was even more powerful were divine arts, spiritual will, and divine weapons. Hand-to-hand combat was rare.
Yet that was exactly what was happening now.
The corpse summoned by Old Ancestor Feather Transformation possessed only strength—nothing but strength. This punch embodied the purest physical power in the world, the Great Dao of Strength, so overwhelming that nothing could match it.
It was not inferior in the slightest, even compared with those Great Dao Lords at the peak of their realms.
From this, it was clear that in life, this ancient corpse had been a supreme powerhouse, a peerless figure who had dazzled an entire generation.
Roar!
Seeing this, the Huo Luo Clan's Fire God let out a furious roar and lunged forward. His entire body transformed into a blazing golden sun, blocking the path to the Huo Luo Clan's ancestor as he tried to buy his own ancestor the last bit of time.
Though the Huo Luo Clan's ancestor had now almost fully descended, there was still a little way to go. At this critical moment, not a single thing could go wrong.
Otherwise, the Huo Luo Clan's plans of nearly a hundred years would come to nothing. The Fire God would never accept that.
Boom!
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