"Emperor's Cosmos!"
Ji Cheng struck alone. From high above, his enormous hand blotted out the sky as it slammed down toward Zhou Qingran.
Chaos laws raged between his five fingers, while billions of laws roared. In but an instant, countless small worlds evolved within his fingers, their world power rumbling.
The terror of a peak Quasi-Immortal Emperor was laid bare at this moment. Even an Immortal King could not withstand a single move from him!
Beneath that giant hand, Zhou Qingran was as tiny as an ant. Had he been an early-stage Quasi-Immortal Emperor, she might have been able to fight him for several moves without losing, but the gap now was far too great.
Yet no matter how great that gap was, she did not retreat a single step. Her eyes were filled with resolve as scenes of Old Jiang and the others perishing flashed continuously through her mind, causing her killing intent to surge.
A glazed divine lamp silently appeared above her head. Its flame shone brilliantly, illuminating this Great World the moment it emerged, its laws everywhere.
This was her Natal Mystic Tool, the Qingran Lamp.
With the Ice Blue Longsword in hand and the Qingran Lamp suspended above her, laws surged around Zhou Qingran. The next moment, she charged fearlessly toward Ji Cheng's enormous hand.
Like a moth flying into a flame, she charged straight at him. Her eyes were bloodshot as she roared.
"Before you have grown, no matter how monstrous your talent, you are still an ant. That is reality." Ji Cheng snorted coldly, his imperial eyes proud as he looked down upon Zhou Qingran.
"Boom!!"
A deafening explosion rang out as Zhou Qingran collided with Ji Cheng's hand that covered the heavens.
Almost instantly, Zhou Qingran's body split apart. Cracks spread across her,