Centered on the aurora raised by that single stomp.
The laser shooting into the heavens blocked every attack around Xu Zimo, leaving none able to come within half a step of him.
But it was not over yet.
Seeing all their attacks blocked, Yan Jiang and Qingfeng's faces filled with horror.
They exchanged a glance, both suddenly understanding.
After all, those attacks had already been the limits of their power.
Whether it was the vast, heaven-burning assault or the icy blades hidden within the flames.
Neither could inflict even the slightest injury upon Xu Zimo.
The two already harbored thoughts of retreat.
But before they could think it through.
The aura around Xu Zimo erupted.
Xu Zimo did not deliberately use his power to kill them. Instead, he used his aura to set everything in motion.
At this moment, beneath his aurora-like aura.
Yan Jiang and Qingfeng felt as though a towering mountain were pressing down upon their backs.
That mountain's weight surpassed ten thousand jun.
With a boom.
The power around the two surged wildly, as though they wished to contend against that mountain.
Unfortunately, this was no different from a mayfly shaking a tree, the light of a grain of rice competing with the radiance of sun and moon.
Their resistance held no meaning whatsoever.
Rumble, rumble.
Their figures fell through the sky like kites with snapped strings.
Below them, the Mountain of Blades and Sea of Flames, under Xu Zimo's aura's control, absorbed the endless power of the volcanoes.
In a magnificent sweep, it engulfed the two.
The two had previously controlled the sea of flames and slaughtered countless people.
Now, they were wrapped within that sea of flames and roasted alive.
The agony was so intense it seemed to pierce their souls and divine spirits, beyond