It was not only Han Ge, chief of the Drought Demon Clan, who was shocked. The other guards were dumbfounded as well, unable to believe it. This human was merely at the eighth level of the Grandmaster Realm. No matter how monstrous a genius he was, how could he possibly contend with a King?
But what exactly was going on now? He had taken a King's punch head-on and merely spat out a mouthful of blood. It was far too outrageous. No one would believe such an absurd thing if it were told.
"As expected of a King. Taking off the Cosmic Protective Suit to fight a King really was the right choice." Xia Ping's eyes brimmed with battle intent. If he had worn the Cosmic Protective Suit while fighting a King, he naturally would have emerged completely unscathed.
But that would have been meaningless. He did not merely want to survive at the hands of a King; more importantly, he wanted to comprehend a King's combat strength and grasp the mysteries of the power contained within a King.
Such insight was indispensable if he wished to advance to the King Realm.
With the energy of the Five Elements Spirit Fruit, he might perhaps break through into the King Realm in one stroke and open up his Purple Mansion. But that would only make him an ordinary King. Advancing into the Purple Mansion Realm through external means would inevitably leave flaws, great or small.
Only by thoroughly comprehending the mysteries of the Purple Mansion Realm could he be flawless and lay down a solid foundation.
After all, his current goal was not something as simple as becoming a King. A King was merely a starting point. The legendary Saints were his greatest goal now.
Therefore, he longed to fight Purple