Kill!
No one knew who had sounded the horn of battle, but all fifty-two charged at Zhou Heng at once.
If both Zhou Heng's physique and Spiritual Power had reached the peak Comet Emperor level, he would have been confident in meeting force with force, hard against hard, and knocking them all down with nothing but his fists! But the problem was, he had only just stepped into the Comet Realm.
The gap in strength was real, undeniable—and not a small one!
If he fought them head-on, he would end up like a Saint entering the Demon Sea, buried alive beneath endless Shadow Undead! Besides, he did not possess a Saint's strength, while his opponents were even stronger than he was!
Was he an idiot to challenge so many alone?
Of course not!
He still had the Purple Flame Heavenly Dragon!
Dragon Transformation! Head!
In an instant, Zhou Heng's head transformed into a dragon's, and he let out a furious roar!
Roar!
The dragon's cry rang out, the Purple Flame Heavenly Dragon's aura perfectly layered with its dragon might, forming a terrifying shockwave that swept through everyone's hearts.
At least thirty of the fifty-two froze in place. Fewer than twenty continued charging Zhou Heng, but their steps had already fallen into disarray, their rhythm broken!
Rhythm was vital. Like a movement technique, every step had to be placed with precision—that was rhythm. Miss the beat, and everything fell apart!
Once their rhythm was lost, the encirclement dissolved on its own!
Zhou Heng sprang forward. His dragon head instantly reverted to human form, but his right arm underwent dragon transformation in an instant. The Sky River Ring opened, the Tyrant Dragon Fist unleashed, and the Great Five Elements Rune flowed!
His targets were the thirty-odd people whose bodies had stalled.
Those