The Peerless Evil Emperor

The one who attacked was a powerhouse at the third transformation of the Half-Step Great Dao. His bearing was tyrannical, his blazing flames like a song. The moment he appeared, he reached out with a slap to seize Ling Xiao.

"There really are people who aren't afraid of death."

Ling Xiao sneered and casually raised a hand, pointing out with a gesture so ordinary it was like an immortal pointing the way, done entirely at whim.

Yet when that finger struck the center of the palm, heaven and earth changed color in an instant. Terrifying magical power erupted with crushing force.

With the might of a single finger, the man's entire arm was ruined. Half his body was blasted to pieces, blood splashing across the void.

"Ah!"

His face twisted in pain as he stared at Ling Xiao in terror, all his former arrogance gone.

"You... how could you be this strong?"

he asked incredulously. All of his companions watched in shock, never expecting the man to be defeated so effortlessly.

"Looks like you still don't know."

Ling Xiao mocked him. From the looks of it, they had no idea that he was no longer what he had once been. Compared to when he had fought Zhan Tianyan, he had undergone earth-shaking changes.

"Know what?" Changsheng Wuji asked gravely, sensing that they had missed something and overlooked crucial information.

After receiving Ancestor of War's summons, they had rushed without stopping to the Mythic Battlefield to seek out Ling Xiao.

During that brief time, they had been frantic and diligent, not even stopping for a sip of water.

What exactly had happened?

Ling Xiao's strength had clearly exceeded their expectations. He was powerful in a way that simply wasn't right!

"What a pack of idiots. You dared come here to die