This punch was powerful enough to destroy a planet.
Even in his own universe, Saitama had never used any power beyond a Serious Punch. But in a battle of this level, a Serious Punch alone was no longer enough.
Orochi's expression changed abruptly. As his power surged, his figure vanished at once—instant teleportation.
"Trying to run?" Shin sneered. With a single grasp of his hand, space instantly froze, and Orochi reappeared where he had been, his face filled with shock.
Saitama's punch had already come crashing down.
The already-overburdened Myriad Worlds Continent finally began to collapse beneath this punch. Countless cracks spread in all directions like a spiderweb, and amid deafening rumbles, fierce winds swept forth alongside apocalyptic disasters.
Orochi's figure vanished beneath Saitama's punch. Saitama turned his head and looked around, but apart from the endless abyss and the crumbling world, there was no sign of anyone.
Uh, those two guys in the distance who were fighting a world-ending battle didn't count. In every sense of the word, they could not be considered "human."
"Tch, he really ran fast!" Shin snorted. The origin of the world appeared within his Rinnegan. He took one step and arrived beside Saitama, grabbing his arm with one hand before vanishing from the spot.
Thousands of miles away, Orochi reappeared. Beneath the divine light, his body continuously shifted as he desperately healed his injuries.
He had taken Saitama's punch head-on just now and had nearly been killed outright. If not for the immortality of his divine race, along with the domain connected to Earth, he would have found it difficult to withstand that attack.
In just a few seconds, his injuries had completely healed. A resentful expression appeared on his face. "Those two bastards... I have to kill them."
"Is that so?" A figure