The two Sunflare Emperors were instantly slain, and the result left all the subordinates they had brought utterly dumbfounded!
Were their eyes playing tricks on them, or had they taken too much medicine?
How was this possible!
A mountain wind swept past, howling fiercely. Everyone shuddered violently, abruptly coming to their senses, then turned and ran. Each of them looked as though their parents had died, their faces filled with terror.
How could they not be afraid? He was a demon! Killing a Sunflare Emperor took only one move—wouldn't slaughtering them be even easier? Anyone who didn't run was a fool!
"Stay right where you are!" Zhou Heng's eyes snapped open as he unleashed the Purple Flame Heavenly Dragon's aura. Boom! A wave of pressure swept out. Pop! Pop! Pop! Apart from one Sunflare Sovereign, everyone's hearts burst, and even their Deities were destroyed along with them!
He reached out and seized that Sunflare Sovereign by the neck, soaring into the air and shooting toward the top of the valley with a whoosh.
When he reached the valley's summit, a pale yellow curtain of light suddenly appeared, blocking his path. Zhou Heng snorted coldly. Ninety-nine tiny runes condensed around his right fist, and he threw a punch.
Bang!
The light curtain instantly shattered into countless glittering fragments that fluttered down.
At the sight, the Sunflare Sovereign's eyeballs nearly popped out. What kind of person was this? One punch had blown apart the restriction set by two Sunflare Emperors—was this young man truly a Sunflare King?
What he did not know was that, in terms of offensive power, the destructive force of the tiny attack runes was enough to smash apart a Sunflare Emperor-grade Immortal Artifact. This restriction was not a person; it could not dodge at all, allowing Zhou Heng's