Boom!
Six soul rings were crushed raw into mottled dust across the sky in the very same instant by violent heaven-and-earth rules!
The Scarlet Flame Tiger martial soul behind him could not even execute a lunging motion before it was ground in reverse into nothingness by pure, heavy innate spiritual qi!
Crack! Crack!
That was the crisp sound of all two hundred and six bones in his entire body being ground into powder by high-dimensional pressure at the exact same moment!
Han Zheng's legs snapped off at the roots, and his whole body knelt and smashed heavily into the mud.
That young face, which had just been filled with arrogance and wild joy, now had its features completely displaced and sunken, and scarlet-black vital blood sprayed wildly from his mouth, nose, ear canals, and eye sockets!
Within his residual consciousness, which was on the verge of extinguishing, the entire world slowed to the absolute extreme.
There were no enemies, no fiends, no killing blows.
It was merely... the wind here, the... soil here.
Every inch of air and every wisp of fine dust here was as heavy as the entire universe pressing down.
This was not creation, nor was it a shortcut to ascend to the heavens.
This was an absolute dead zone where even gods could not set foot.
At the very last instant when his vitality was completely wiped away, intense venom surfaced in Han Zheng's eyes.
Why, why was the dead one not Zhao Lie, why was the dead one not Su Qingxue.
They should have been the first batch of people to come here, after all.
And there was also Gu Xuan.
He had just been mocking the other party, so weak that he could not even grasp an opportunity delivered right to his hand.
Yet