Li Hong's punch could not be called anything but powerful; even compared with ordinary first transformation Void God realm experts, it was no less formidable.
But the Su Mo he faced was still the Su Mo who had previously broken through to the late-stage Martial Saint realm. The outcome was easy to imagine.
Rumble!
Amid a heaven-shaking boom, the fist radiance was instantly torn to pieces by the three streams of Sword Qi, utterly incapable of resisting.
The fist radiance shattered, while the three streams of Sword Qi surged onward without hindrance, carrying a shocking momentum as they struck Li Hong.
Aah!
An incomparably shrill scream instantly rang out, shaking the four wilds and eight desolations.
The Sword Qi tore through the starry sky, leaving behind only a vast cloud of blood mist drifting through space.
Li Hong died!
The powerful Li Hong had been completely slain, reduced to nothing more than a cloud of blood mist.
Silence!
Utter silence. Everyone's eyes were wide and their mouths agape as they stared at the scene in disbelief.
Li Hong had been killed!
Li Hong, the monstrous genius ranked ninth on the Saint King Ranking, had been completely slain.
The shock in Ming Han, Qu Ya, Xi Yuan, and the others' hearts was simply beyond measure.
They could hardly believe that a monstrous figure like Li Hong had been slain in a single strike—and by someone at the late-stage Martial Saint realm, no less.
This was simply too astonishing.
"How is that possible?" Ming Han's expression was blank, his eyes lifeless as stormy waves rose in his heart.
Wasn't Shangguan Hao a useless nobody?
How could he possibly be this powerful?
Thinking of how he had insulted Shangguan Hao earlier, Ming Han's heart trembled and lingering fear rose within him.
If such