"I'm the one who came to kill you!"
Xia Ming's voice was cold and resolute, without the slightest hesitation, and with no intention of wasting words on him.
His gaze was sharp as a blade, locked straight onto the Dragon God's remnant soul, and in that instant, the aura around him climbed to its peak.
Ever since the moment he saw the Dragon God, the remnant soul of the God King Qilin within his Spirit Sea had been urging Xia Ming to kill him.
Xia Ming naturally would not go back on his promise to become the successor of the Qilin God Position.
This was his promise to the God King Qilin, and also the responsibility he had to shoulder when he inherited this power.
So even if the Dragon God had no grudges or enmity with him, and even if descendants of the dragon race like Gu Yuena and Di Tian had become his Soul Spirits...
Fighting shoulder to shoulder with him, Xia Ming still had to kill the Dragon God!
This was a clash of positions, unrelated to personal grudges.
Since the God King Qilin had entrusted the god position to him, he had to complete this unfinished mission.
The next moment, he made his move.
There were no flashy techniques, no intricate interweaving of laws. Xia Ming simply punched out!
This punch was plain and unadorned, yet it contained enough power to shake the stars.
Where his fist passed, space shattered inch by inch, and the laws were forcibly twisted.
The entire small world of Dragon Valley trembled violently under the might of this punch.
That force seemed as if it would blast a hole through heaven and earth!
The terrifying power made the Dragon God's expression change.
For the first time, true solemnity appeared in his