Myriad Things Transform into Dragons Art

Half a month after Fang Yu said those words, the main show began.

The Ten Thousand Scorpions Sect's Grand Elder, a Dou Zong expert, made his move.

Then Fang Yu sent him flying with a single slap.

That was right. In the airspace between the two sides, the Grand Elder was sent flying by Fang Yu's slap. Everyone had originally thought that the Grand Elder would at least gain some advantage, or at least reclaim part of the territory they had previously lost. Yet no one had expected him to be slapped away in one blow.

Not only were the experts on the Chuyun Empire's side utterly stunned, but even the experts from the Jia Ma Empire had never expected this. They had thought trouble was coming, thought Fang Yu might have some trump card, thought they would be at a disadvantage this time. Instead, the Grand Elder was simply slapped away.

Such a terrifying scene left everyone present dumbstruck. Even the experts from other nations, especially those above the Dou King level, were shocked beyond belief. Some had even begun to consider retreating, wanting to withdraw their armies at once and stop provoking the Jia Ma Empire.

But it was already too late.

"So this is the strength of a Dou Zong? Pathetically weak. I never expected you to be this weak. I thought you would be impressive, but you cannot even withstand a single slap from me. You are truly weak beyond words. Since you are this weak, you only have one choice now: surrender. If you refuse, then death awaits you. I can guarantee that. Of course, you can also ask the Soul Hall behind you for help. That is fine too. They should be gathering souls right now. They started this war precisely to collect souls."