The Ant Shakes the Tree-Not Because the Tree Is Strong, but Because the Ant Is Weak; Kazuma Sato's Desire to Cry Without Tears

Dark golden energy surged around Lin Feng, almost tangible, casting him as if he were a God of Destruction who had stepped out of ancient mythology.

The patterns spreading across his skin blazed fiercely, and every breath he took caused the surrounding space to tremble violently.

The ground beneath his feet silently vanished. It did not crack apart, but directly turned into nothingness, as though that overwhelming power had erased it from existence itself.

"Roar!!!"

An inhuman roar burst from Lin Feng's throat. It was no longer language, but a pure release of power.

His figure suddenly blurred. In the next instant, he tore through space and appeared directly before Luo Hao.

There was no thunder like before—only the simplest, most savage fist, wrapped in a dark golden torrent of destruction as it came crashing down!

This punch had already far exceeded the limit he had displayed before, even faintly touching the boundary of another level.

Wherever the fist passed, space shattered section by section like fragile glass, revealing the Chaos and Void behind it. Before the destructive energy even reached her, the terrifying pressure it brought was already enough to grind ordinary Deities into dust.

Luo Hao finally moved.

She did not retreat, nor did she make any obvious defensive gesture. At the instant the fist was about to strike her, her slender jade-like right hand casually lifted. Her fingers curled slightly as she lightly pressed forward.

There was no sound.

There was no explosion.

There was only the most direct and savage collision between two ultimate powers!

Centered on the two of them, a shockwave that could not be looked at directly with the naked eye suddenly spread outward!

The already shattered main body of the mountain range below instantly lost an enormous section beneath the silent impact,