Boom!
The Wu Emperor's body cracked, spraying golden blood. Every drop weighed thirty thousand pounds, smashing deep pits into the ground as it fell from the sky.
The Wu Emperor himself plunged like a meteor. His rapid descent sent him grinding fiercely against the air, turning him into a massive fireball amid a shrill scream.
Just an instant before the Wu Emperor struck the ground, a blaze of Divine Ability light burst forth, forcing back the raging flames and bringing his headlong plunge to an abrupt halt.
Flames scattered in every direction, revealing the Wu Emperor's wretched figure. A crack had opened on his forehead and extended downward, as though splitting his entire body in two.
A dense web of smaller fractures surrounded that great fissure.
His aura was weak and unsteady, and his Divine Ability light flickered dimly, as though it might fail at any moment. He stared at the black-robed middle-aged man in the air, despair and resentment filling his eyes. His face twisted hideously. "Who are you?"
Qing Ruolan, Zen Master Lunhai, Yan Chixiao, and the Divine Ability Practitioners from the two schools, the Four Lineages, and the great clans had yet to recover from the Wu Emperor's scheme. Who could have imagined that, in the blink of an eye, the triumphant Wu Emperor would be knocked into the dust?
The Divine Ability Realm cultivators wore varying expressions: disbelief, horror, or
sheer terror!
They could not help being shocked.
The strength the Wu Emperor had displayed surpassed everyone present. Together, they might have driven him back, but they could never have prevented his escape.
Yet this immensely powerful Wu Emperor had been blasted away by a single finger from the black-robed middle-aged man who had suddenly appeared, suffering grievous injuries. Just how terrifying was this man's cultivation?