What did a hundred zhang look like?
It was almost like a mountain floating above their heads.
Some small mountains were not even a hundred zhang tall.
Not a single demon present had ever witnessed such a terrifying sight in their entire life.
The shadow fell, blotting out the scorching sun and filling every demon's heart with boundless terror.
The Blood-Colored Heavenly Ape, a Fifth Grade Lower creature, instantly lost all its ferocity. Its eyes brimmed with panic.
It couldn't even imagine it.
It had fused with a drop of the Primordial Fierce Beast Zhu Jian's Blood, rising from Fourth Grade Lower to Fifth Grade Lower.
And yet it was still an ant, unable to move a muscle before that unknown existence!
What level of terrifying being was this?
That resplendent Divine Might.
That power, towering like heaven and earth, that suppressed all things.
Could it be—
A legendary God!
Crack—!
A sudden cracking sound rang out from inside its body. Under the terrifying pressure, its bones burst apart one by one.
"Ah...!"
It tried to scream, but couldn't open its mouth.
Beneath that colossal hand blotting out the sky, beneath that boundless Divine Might—
The Blood of Zhu Jian, which it had only just finished fusing with, was abruptly ripped from its body and flew away.
Its aura, which had been at Fifth Grade Lower, instantly weakened to Fourth Grade Lower. It was also feeble and gravely wounded.
Seeing this—
The Great King of Drunken Demon Mountain's eyes nearly bulged from their sockets.
Terror consumed him.
Too strong!!
Too terrifying!!
Even the Heavenly Ape, which had fused with the Blood of Zhu Jian and reached Fifth Grade Lower, had its beast blood forcibly stripped away and was knocked back to its original form!
Just how powerful was the being