As Zhang Tie blasted through the Winged Devil prince's body and crushed his heart, the prince's body exploded directly into a cloud of blood mist beneath Zhang Tie's immense, terrifying strength, reduced to scraps in an instant and vanishing like smoke...
There had been no fierce, earth-shaking battle.
No thunderous clash of Battle Qi.
From beginning to end, the entire battle had lasted only a few breaths. The powerful devil prince had already become a dissipating cloud of blood mist in the sky beside Zhang Tie.
At this moment, countless human and devil experts in the two armies felt as if an icy hand had clutched their hearts tight. A suffocating silence blanketed the entire battlefield.
What kind of secret art and combat skill could possess such power?
Among both the human and devil races, only the two Devil Emperors and two God Emperors had somewhat understood the terrifying force behind Zhang Tie's push and twist. Yet the subtle mysteries of how Zhang Tie controlled and wielded that power could not be grasped from afar. That move had truly reached the realm where great skill seemed clumsy, where one returned to simplicity and truth. Among all close-combat techniques in the Sky-Piercing Realm, it undoubtedly ranked first. Even several God Emperors and Devil Emperors could not imitate it. This was Zhang Tie's one-of-a-kind combat skill.
"Long live..."
"Long live..."
"Long live His Majesty the Dragon Emperor..."
After that brief silence, more than a hundred thousand human Divine Generals erupted into heaven-shaking roars. Their cries rang through the sky and shook the lands in every direction, sweeping away the gloom that had hung over the human army.
That was satisfying—so satisfying!
Powerful—too powerful!
Watching Zhang Tie, clad in black within the battlefield, still composed and calm after killing the devil prince, the