"How is this possible?"
Inside the golden pagoda, the Thunder Emperor watched the defenses he had raised crumble layer by layer. Outside, He Pingsheng's sword intent kept surging against his shield like a mighty river flowing without end. He was utterly stunned. "How is this possible? How is this possible?"
"What exactly is your cultivation?"
He did not believe He Pingsheng was only a Supreme Unity Golden Immortal.
Yet no one answered the Thunder Emperor.
The Thunder Emperor had lived in the Heavenly Ruins for countless years. His combat prowess was unparalleled, and he had defeated countless peers, even slain some.
For nearly a hundred thousand years, the entire Heavenly Ruins had lacked any Great All-Encompassing Golden Immortals of note, which was why this world honored him as its foremost Immortal Emperor.
The strongest beneath Dao Origin.
I'm the fucking strongest beneath Dao Origin, a supreme expert with eighth grade fortune, and today I'm being crushed by a Supreme Unity Golden Immortal?
I don't believe it!
He must be playing the pig to eat the tiger.
The Thunder Emperor had some tricks of his own. He unleashed an extremely rare divine ability, golden light rising in his eyes as he looked toward He Pingsheng.
"What?"
"Sixth grade fortune?"
"He really is a Supreme Unity Golden Immortal?"
At this sight, the Thunder Emperor almost felt as though he were dreaming. How is this possible? How is this possible?
I see now. He must have used some special method to conceal his fortune and cultivation. Even with my Heavenly Eye open, I can't see through him.
Damn it, I've kicked an iron plate today.
But so what?
Even if you're a Great All-Encompassing Golden Immortal, I'm not afraid!
I'm the strongest Great All-Encompassing Golden Immortal there is.
Bang...
Bang...
Bang...
Before his