Though the Qilin army's momentum was terrifying, with the unstoppable might of a thousand troops and ten thousand horses,
before Xu Zimo's single finger, it was still crushed outright.
Even the gateway carved out by the war halberd collapsed into ruins.
True Lord cried out in alarm.
He hurriedly swung his war halberd, raising it before his chest.
Another bang rang out.
The entire war halberd split cleanly in two.
True Lord's eyes nearly cracked apart. His war halberd had actually been snapped by the pressure of a single finger.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
He spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling as though even his divine soul was about to shatter. His body offered no resistance whatsoever as an immense force sent him flying.
Xu Zimo was quite satisfied with the power of this move.
He had not even used his full strength. Otherwise, a single finger would have been enough to crush this so-called True Lord.
Ever since entering the Three Flowers Realm, the power of the Ten Great Divine Methods had risen to another level.
No wonder the people of the Nine Domains held the Ten Great Divine Methods in such high regard. Different realms naturally brought different comprehensions.
These divine methods were boundless. He wondered who had created them.
As Xu Zimo pondered this curiously, his gaze shifted toward where True Lord had fallen.
He said, "Are you dead?
"If you're not dead, stop playing dead. I know exactly how hard I struck."
Within the shattered void, True Lord staggered to his feet, covered in blood.
His body swayed as though he might collapse at any moment.
He no longer possessed even a trace of the God of War's former grandeur.
True Lord coughed several times, then vomited several more mouthfuls of blood.
Lowering his head to