Black tornadoes stretched into the heavens and blotted out the sun, ravaging the vast land. Countless humans and soul beasts were caught in their wake, and millions upon millions of lives vanished in an instant.
Space trembled, and time fell into disarray.
Strange phenomena even appeared around Yang Ming's Pangu Giant-like form, and through the spatial fissures, the face of another distant world could be seen.
It was a world of magma. Ash spewed from volcanoes shrouded the sky, and cracks split the parched earth. Countless hideous demons, utterly unlike humans, slaughtered at will. Bloodthirsty by nature, they killed every living creature they saw.
Soon, the world will repaired the spatial fissures, sealing them again, but the shock they had brought everyone present lingered long afterward.
That single strike from Yang Ming had nearly punched through the world barrier and connected to the Abyssal World!
This was the power of a god!
Beast God Di Tian's face filled with horror. His enormous draconic body shook like a sieve. His body and soul alike trembled with fear from their very depths!
He had wielded the power of a god with a mere mortal body!
Moreover, Beast God Di Tian had considerable discernment. He could tell at a glance that this was no demigod's power—it had already reached the level of a Newly Promoted God!
"What the fuck..."
Beast God Di Tian felt as though ten thousand motherfuckers were stampeding through his mind.
Did he have to bully me this badly?
Yang Ming withdrew his fist, still clad in the Infinity Gauntlet, and lowered his gaze to his right hand. One eyebrow rose, and dissatisfaction stirred within him.
Having delivered the blow himself, Yang Ming could keenly feel that after combining the powers of four top-tier systems—Super Saiyan, the Eight Gates Released