The Great Dao of Metal, the Great Dao of Venom, the Great Dao of Fire, the Great Dao of Water, the Great Dao of Wind, the Great Dao of Weight, the Great Dao of Shattering, and the Dao of evil nature.
Eight Great Daos, eight worlds, surrounded a single figure in battle.
The slaughter was terrifying.
The power of the Great Daos was simply too immense.
They did not even need to be deliberately wielded. They themselves stood at the pinnacle of Dao arts and divine abilities, at the absolute summit of power.
Any one of them, without question, possessed world-destroying energy capable of wrecking all matter.
And yet, facing the target at the center—facing Li Su—the eight of them, even the Billion Dao Realm expert from Half-Evil, who ordinarily possessed little of the emotions of a "normal person," could not help cursing inwardly.
Clearly, there were eight of them while their opponent stood alone, yet the result was that all eight were being suppressed. Not only could they not make use of their advantage in numbers, they had been driven into a frantic scramble and were forced to join hands just to resist him.
Every gesture and movement carried strength so unbelievable that, even when they countered with their Great Daos, they could only barely withstand it. Every blow left them in unbearable pain.
Of course, the disparity in strength alone should not have made them suffer so much.
What truly made them suffer was the nature of their opponent's power.
For instance, the Billion Dao Realm expert of the Great Dao of Shattering charged forward to trade a punch, only to discover that the intent of shattering contained within the other party's power was even more terrifying than his own.
As the holder of the Great Dao of