"Human, this is not a place where you can run wild."
All of a sudden, Emperor Gran, who had been standing atop the city wall watching the show, could no longer endure it. If this continued, the Dragon-Man Race would suffer devastating losses. Who knew how many of them Xia Ping would wipe out?
Whoosh!
The distance of over ten kilometers was crossed in an instant. Emperor Gran threw a punch through the air.
This punch was exceedingly terrifying. It seemed to draw upon the icy power of heaven and earth, condensing it into a fist of ice and snow. Everywhere it passed, the ground froze solid, sealing more than ten kilometers in ice.
The many Dragon-Man Kings atop the walls of Dragon God City could not help but shudder. This chill pierced straight into their hearts, as though it had seeped into their bones.
Even though Emperor Gran was not targeting them, the cold radiating from him was still more than they could bear.
The enormous city wall itself seemed to freeze beneath this chill, turning into a wall of ice.
This was a punch that mobilized the power of heaven and earth, countless times stronger than an attack from a Divine Ability Realm cultivator.
Standing where he was, Xia Ping immediately felt a mountain-crushing, sea-overturning pressure, as though heaven and earth themselves had become his enemy, with every force in existence rejecting him.
Kunpeng Step!
In an instant, Xia Ping unleashed the divine ability movement technique, transforming into a Kunpeng and shifting away in one flash, leaving only a series of afterimages behind.
Boom!
That punch immediately struck the ground where Xia Ping had originally stood, smashing out a crater five or six kilometers wide and hurling tons of earth into the air.
Terrifying cold spread outward, instantly