"You broke through to Quasi-Emperor too..." Shen Ming's expression changed. Although he had entered the quasi-emperor domain himself, he felt an unparalleled pressure.
He drove both armored fists forward, striking fiercely at the enormous hand descending from the sky. Fury filled his heart. He was the son of a Supreme-how dare anyone treat him like this?
"Pfft..."
The moment Shen Ming's fists met the descending hand, he spat out a mouthful of blood. The sound of shattering bones rang through his body, and he was crushed straight down onto his knees.
"Aaargh!"
He roared with defiance. This was an immense humiliation. He was a Forbidden Zone Heir, with the bloodline of an Ancient Supreme flowing through his veins. He should have struck fear into the world, yet someone had forced him into submission with a single palm.
The posture made his humiliation all the worse. That overwhelming power pressed down so hard that he could barely raise his head. His opponent was suppressing him with absolute, invincible might!
"Get off me!"
Shen Ming roared, his voice carrying the howls of ten thousand beasts. Ancient Beasts bearing the strongest bloodlines of the Mythological Era materialized and erupted together, turning him into a god of beasts as he resisted Lu Chen's palm.
Boom...
At last, he broke free and retreated into the distance, staring at Lu Chen with bloodshot eyes. He had never expected to encounter such a terrifying Human Race expert in the Imperial City. Nor was his opponent some elder of an older generation-he was a young, peerless prodigy.
"Who are you?" Shen Ming asked darkly, staring at Lu Chen. He had no idea when the Human Race had produced such a powerful young Quasi-Emperor.
"Lu Chen," Lu Chen replied flatly, his eyes cold.
"So it's you!" Although Shen Ming