At those words, the void suddenly froze.
The fingers hanging at Sha Minghong's sides abruptly clenched tight. Layer upon layer of creases gathered between his brows, while biting fury churned within his deep, shadowed eyes.
The aura around him instantly drew taut.
With crushing pressure in his voice, he demanded in displeasure:
"What do you mean by this, little friend?
"Could it be that you are deliberately toying with me?!"
He raised his gaze toward Cheng Buzheng in the void, his voice as heavy as thunder, shaking the surrounding drifting clouds into scattering wisps:
"Even if you control the array left behind by that brat Langya and hold the advantage of the terrain, "it is still utterly impossible for you to completely suppress and kill me!"
Before his words had faded, an immense, boundless pressure exploded from Sha Minghong's body.
The obscure black aura coiling around him surged skyward, turning into violent, tangible waves that swept through heaven and earth in layer upon layer.
The profound foundation of a supreme powerhouse from the Spirit Realm bore down upon everything.
Vast, domineering, and carrying a chilling might that seemed capable of destroying all things.
Though dark clouds roiled overhead, and the colossal eye hanging beneath them carried glorious heavenly might capable of suppressing the four seas and eight wildernesses, the force Sha Minghong unleashed still stood firm against it, confronting it as an equal.
He showed not the slightest sign of weakness.
The entire world trembled faintly beneath the collision of those two terrifying powers.
High in the sky...
Cheng Buzheng stood silently in the void, his robes fluttering lightly in the wind, his expression calm.
Yet a profound glint quietly passed through the depths of his eyes.
He pondered inwardly:
Just as expected.
*The Purgatory Progenitor, now reborn, was already