"So powerful."
"What terrifying flames."
After a brief clash and several hundred exchanged blows, the four Dragon-Man Emperors were all horrified. They could sense boundless strength emanating from Xia Ping, as though it would never run dry.
He was clearly only at the King Realm and unable to draw upon the power of heaven and earth, yet his own raw strength alone was enough to contend with their Emperor Realm power, even leaving their limbs numb from the impacts.
If they had also been at the King Realm, one punch from him would likely have been enough to blow their bodies apart.
What alarmed them even more was the fiery power on his body. Its might was no weaker than dragon fire. Had they not dodged quickly earlier, they would probably have been burned to ashes in a single move.
Even so, their scalps tingled. They feared that a single careless mistake, a single hit from the flames on his body, would mean their utter end—beaten to death with one punch.
At this moment, the four Dragon-Man Emperors also understood the helplessness Emperor Gran had felt earlier. This human was simply a monster; it was as if a True Dragon lived within him.
"Come again!"
In contrast to these Dragon-Man Emperors, Xia Ping was incomparably excited, his blood boiling. The more he fought these Dragon-Man Emperors, the more keenly he sensed the true essence of power.
Especially amid a life-and-death battle, the formations of heaven and earth appeared ever more distinctly within his divine consciousness.
Through his divine consciousness, he could perceive the heaven-and-earth formations inside the four Dragon-Man Emperors' bodies. They seemed to link with the powers of wind, fire, lightning, and earth.
Such formations were not man-made, but innate. Countless veins emerged within the void, and when these