But Wuluo had no time for further thoughts before he suddenly sensed an even more terrifying power.
If Zhao Cheng's presence gave him an unprecedented sense of might, like an ant gazing up at a colossal elephant, then this other power, arriving from some distant place, was destruction in its purest form!
It required no embellishment, born for destruction alone. Heaven and earth, time and space, causality, fate... even the emptiness of all Dao during an epoch's great cataclysm seemed less thorough than this destructive force.
Calling it destruction was not quite right. This power was practically the nothingness corresponding to the very concept of existence!
This was the Purging Void Ring, the Power of Nullification!
With Wuluo's intelligence, he instantly understood why Zhao Cheng had stopped "acting." Faced with such power, even someone as strong as Zhao Cheng could likely be erased by a single misstep.
As for Zhao Cheng truly having cultivated to such a realm within one year, Wuluo did not believe it in the slightest.
If such a thing were possible, then wouldn't his own countless years of unceasing bitter cultivation be a complete joke?!
Clearly, Zhao Cheng was an ancient monster using an alternate identity. He had to be even older than Wuluo, and far better at hiding himself. Yet before this, he had actually pretended to be a newbie in front of him.
Sure enough, the human heart was treacherous!
Wuluo had always fancied himself the king of alternate identities, the king of caution, the supreme emperor of acting. He had fooled who knew how many Sons of Heavenly Mandate, yet he had never imagined that even he would have a day when he misjudged someone...
Fortunately, this old monster seemed to have provoked something even more terrifying. Wuluo's cultivation had also touched upon