"Enjoy the final moment of your life."
"Savor the fate that is destined for you."
Bai Zizai's utterly emotionless voice drifted over lightly, accompanied by an incomparably terrifying wave of power.
Under that wave, heaven and earth seemed to freeze solid.
The terrifying strength of the Transformation Realm made everyone present hold their breath in an instant.
"Not good!" On the Meng Family's side, every immortal heart lurched violently.
"He really succeeded!" Meng Quan's expression turned incomparably grim.
The next moment, the countless defensive formations Meng Tangtang had erected were suddenly struck by an invisible wave. A faint collision rang out, and those seemingly indestructible formations instantly became as fragile as glass, cracking without end.
In the blink of an eye, cracks spread in every direction.
With a thunderous boom.
The formation shattered.
Another layer of formation moved to block it, only to shatter swiftly once more.
Layer upon layer of formations, like endlessly spreading ripples, desperately resisted the surging undercurrent sweeping in from afar. But ripples were ultimately only ripples; faced with the hidden dark tide, no matter how fiercely they struggled, they remained utterly vulnerable.
Very soon, formation after formation shattered, with hundreds or even thousands destroyed in an instant.
"Give up. Before absolute strength, all struggle is futile." Bai Zizai stood quietly in the void, his feet resting on empty air as though walking upon level ground. He watched the formations before him break apart layer by layer, as if he disdained to continue attacking.
He merely wanted to use his overwhelming strength to force Meng Tangtang into breaking down and surrendering.
However, at that moment, someone noticed something was wrong.
"No, it seems we've overlooked something..."
Meng Quan suddenly spoke, frowning deeply as he muttered, "I fought this old bastard back then. Bai Zizai was renowned,