No one was more shaken than Hua Ji.
The Li Yaotie of ten thousand years ago and the one before her now were practically two different people.
She could not break through Li Yaotie's defenses, could not even budge him, and then... she had been thrown out!
Immortal artifact...
Those words filled Hua Ji's mind. Over her long life, she had seen far too many immortal artifacts. With the strength of her flesh alone, she had even broken immortal artifacts with her own hands. But a... humanoid immortal artifact like Li Yaotie was impossibly sturdy!
No, no, no.
She raised her head to behold a terrifying sight. This immortal artifact, Li Yaotie, was not merely sturdy. He was unimaginably vast.
Wanrong finally understood what his World-Destroying Saber had struck, and that realization made his blood run even colder.
What he had struck was not even all of Li Yaotie!
"Just how much stuff have you refined?"
Wanrong's World-Destroying Saber trembled, not because it had been damaged, but because its artifact spirit was terrified, conveying to him the fear of encountering a "monster."
It was the terror of facing a higher existence.
Wanrong stared blankly at Li Yaotie. Divine fire could not destroy him, and this body of his was incomparably sturdy, and... incomparably vast!
He saw Li Yaotie's savage grin.
"What do you think?"
As Li Yaotie's words fell, Wanrong's facial muscles twitched.
Behind Li Yaotie, molten iron connecting him to the entire warship flowed. That liquid gradually spread to his right hand, the one that had blocked Hua Ji. It turned out he had not escaped unscathed. His palm had split open, but the molten iron spreading over it quickly filled the crack.
The liquid flowing from the warship behind him was crawling up his neck. The World-Destroying