Son of the Epoch

The moment Hong Yi rescued Heaven-Opening Ruyi and the Primordial Yang Giant Axe, the two spoke. "That's right! This Wild God army sweeps across heaven and earth, invincible wherever it goes. It is far stronger than any army, even far stronger than a formation made up of a thousand Golden Crows and a thousand Ice Phoenixes." The other three ancient Central leaders—"Territory," "Longevity," and "End"—all sprayed blood wildly. Only "Fruit" did not spit blood; his face simply turned pale as he calmly uttered, "Infinite Territory, Perfect Vacuum!" "Whether they are merely making up the numbers or not, Child of the Epoch, won't you know if you try?" Fruit said serenely. "Also, I can sense that the Child of the Central World and the Child of the Great Thousand World have both arrived at this Origin Land. They are both your enemies. Do you truly think you can grasp the fortune of heaven and earth in your hand?" Yet Hong Yi's power continued to rise, rising without end, overturning every law and every principle. He struck until all things shattered, as though truth itself were being remolded and new rules forged anew. The Wild God army suffered an onslaught like mountains collapsing and seas overturning. Thirty or forty Wild Gods were swept aside like fallen leaves before an autumn gale, while the force of the Myriad Kings Blood Sacrifice blasted a transparent hole through the great barrier of Perfect Vacuum, causing primordial energy to gush out wildly. "When strength transcends all laws, all things can be changed. Even the history sealed beneath dust is no more than a plaything." Expressionless, Hong Yi's fist intent surged again. His Shattering Vacuum had reached an extreme, as if he meant to burn his life away, leap beyond the shore, and seek the great transcendence