Tyrant Ghost God Fist, Fifth Form—Communing with Divinity!
The ancient demon Aldrich radiated terrifying killing intent. Vast power from Hell World's origin surged from the depths of its body, seemingly connecting with the void across thousands of light-years.
Boom!
It hurled a punch toward him. At that moment, this stretch of void exploded, countless Hell laws converging upon that fist. It was as though the phantom of a demon god had been born behind it, emanating boundless pressure.
This punch seemed to summon an ancient demon god, containing incomparably tyrannical laws of creation and suffused with dense creation aura. Everywhere it passed, all matter was eroded and transformed by that aura.
In an instant, the void within thousands of light-years seemed to shatter. Like a demon god crushing down from above, it blotted out the sky and covered the earth, leaving no blind spot at all.
"Hm?!"
Xia Ping felt every trace of his aura being locked onto by that punch, as if an ancient demon god had fixed its gaze upon him. The power of void laws from all directions came crushing down.
At this moment, it seemed as if every void law around him had become his enemy, bearing down on him. There was almost nowhere to hide, like a pitiful creature targeted by a demon god.
It was as though his body and soul would be utterly blasted apart in the next second. Clearly, the ancient demon Aldrich had been thoroughly enraged, burning its bloodline and unleashing an attack ten times stronger than its usual power. This punch transcended all else—impossible to evade, ignoring space, locking onto his aura.
To kill him, the ancient demon Aldrich would rather burn its own soul and lose its soul origin. One could well imagine the hatred it held for him