"BOOM!"
An enormous mushroom cloud slowly rose, its sky-shrouding dust blotting out every ray of light from the sun and stars. An eerie silence fell over the scene. Apart from the God of Voracity's scream moments earlier, there were no battle cries, no thunderous blasts, and no dying wails from him.
Sand and stones flew through the air, and the enormous storm sent Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena's clothes snapping in the wind. An expression of unimaginable shock remained on her face.
Is this Yang Ming's trump card?
This single Spirit Bomb was several times more terrifying than the Starburst Soul Skill the God of Voracity had unleashed with a wave of his hand. Moreover, Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena had a vague premonition that, given a little more time to gather energy for the Spirit Bomb, Yang Ming might have pushed its explosive power even higher.
"This... this is simply unbelievable!"
What did it mean for something to become more terrifying the more one thought about it?
This was exactly what it meant!
The deeper Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena thought, the more her scalp prickled. How old was Yang Ming? Even counting from the moment he began cultivating in his mother's womb, it had only been eighteen years. At just eighteen, he had unleashed such a terrifying move?
The God of Voracity was no ordinary opponent. He was an old monster who had survived since ancient times, living for tens of millions of years, with unfathomable strength and reserves. Yet as Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena watched the blast's aftermath raging between Douluo Star and Luna, she could scarcely imagine how that old scoundrel could survive inside it!
She had thought she already held Yang Ming in sufficiently high regard. Now, looking back, she suddenly realized that both