"An Early-Stage Dao-Origin Divine Lord blocked a bolt of lightning from Lei Junyao." Out in the starry sky, Leng Linjiang gazed down at the Red Moon Cave Abode in disbelief.
Through the endless clouds and the spatial rifts, he could clearly see Qin Hao cleaving Lei Junyao's lightning apart with a single sword strike.
Storm-tossed waves surged through Leng Linjiang's heart.
He had already been astounded when he learned that Qin Hao had killed Zhao Liechuan and the other two. After all, Qin Hao's cultivation was only at the Divine Lord level.
Yet he had managed to kill three Half-Step Divine Kings.
And now Qin Hao had done something even more outrageous, actually blocking a bolt of lightning from Lei Junyao...
That bolt of lightning naturally did not represent Lei Junyao's full strength, but no matter how one looked at it, he was still a Lower Divine King.
There was an immense gulf between Divine Lords and Divine Kings, as vast as the distance between heaven and earth. Ordinarily, never mind blocking a Divine King's attack—simply surviving one would already be extraordinary for a Divine Lord.
"Can the gap between people really be this enormous?" Leng Linjiang gave a bitter laugh. He had devoted everything he had to arduous cultivation, only to discover that the gap between himself and Qin Hao...
Was actually growing wider and wider.
Leng Linjiang was not alone in thinking this. Many others had also noticed Qin Hao's battle, and they were utterly horrified.
"Qin Hao of the Desolate Dust Turbid Domain." Xuan Yinchen watched Qin Hao with interest, his gaze thoughtful. "If this man survives, he'll surely achieve great things someday. However..."
"For a native cultivator of the Desolate Dust Turbid Domain to possess such strength is certainly strange. Still, whatever fortuitous encounters he's had,