That voice did not sound human.
It was more like a deity high above the nine heavens, one who presided over punishment.
Every word contained immense power, instantly shocking the land for a hundred miles around.
The Dark-Gold Dragon Emperor, which had opened its massive jaws in an attempt to reclaim Li Zhengyang along with the energy within him, suddenly froze.
A trace of astonishment appeared in its cold golden vertical pupils.
It abruptly looked up toward the eastern horizon.
A Lightning Sword slashed down with unstoppable force!
Trying to run?
Before this sword, speed had already lost all meaning.
The moment it appeared, it had already arrived.
The Dark-Gold Dragon Emperor did not even have time to let out a second roar.
It could only violently curl up its enormous body, its Dragon Scales snapping shut in an instant to form an absolute defense.
It poured all of its Emperor Rank power into defense.
BOOM!!!!!!
After a deafening explosion.
White light swallowed everything.
Inside Fortress No. 7's command center, Han Tieshan and every combat staff officer stared fixedly at the massive screen, now reduced to static.
Their hearts seemed to be clenched by an invisible hand, stopping their beats.
They could see nothing and hear nothing.
But they could feel it.
From more than a hundred kilometers away, the ground beneath their feet trembled violently.
This was... the might of a Martial Venerable!
Just a trace of the aftershock from their clash was enough to make an iron fortress shudder.
The white light persisted for a full ten seconds before slowly fading.
The scene at Blackwind Pass reappeared on the satellite feed.
Everyone who saw it went blank.
It was gone.
The once rugged wasteland had vanished.
In its place was a massive bottomless crater more than five kilometers