With every punch and kick, he enacted the ultimate, touching upon the supreme.
The first half of the Path to Heaven had been carved into an open stretch by Li Su, with not a single creature of any race left around him.
He was too terrifying, his methods too shocking. Every art was horrifying beyond measure, erupting with astonishing might from different angles.
More than ten minutes of slaughter had left behind far too many corpses. Some were extraordinary, nurturing strange radiance as unfathomable power flowed within them. They were royalty, the core of their races, supreme powerhouses—yet Li Su had torn them apart. Their noble bodies lay on the ground like rotten mud, blood flowing without end.
His power flowed through the surroundings, interfering with the rules upon the World Tree and causing tremendous changes. Even the environment had been rewritten by Li Su. Only after quite some time did it fade away. It could be said that if the World Tree itself did not possess its own immensely dense rules, touching upon eternity—and if Li Su's attacks had not been aimed more at the creatures than at the World Tree itself—his power would likely have lingered like radiation, requiring decades to dissipate completely.
This was terrifying. It had already surpassed a realm a Celestial Immortal could touch upon. Only after reaching the Taiyi realm could one initially achieve it; to create such a dreadful impact would likely require reaching the Daluo realm, triggering the radiance of eternity and initially possessing the mighty power of immortality.
Only Li Su, with talent close to unparalleled and supreme chapters, could achieve such a degree at the Celestial Immortal realm.
He exhaled, ignoring the reactions of the surrounding races. With one step, he crossed the distance between himself and that Grotto-Heaven Clan