"Capital punishment?" Xu Zimo shook his head with a cold sneer.
He replied, "With your current strength, I'm afraid you don't have the ability to say that."
"Have your true body come over and fight me again."
"As for now, I'll destroy your avatar first."
Xu Zimo slowly raised his right hand, and a galaxy swept across the void.
The laws of fate entwined countless meteors.
The densely packed meteors formed this galaxy.
As Xu Zimo's right hand descended, hundreds of millions of meteors fell from the heavens.
These meteors were not simply conjured illusions, nor were they constructed from some other power.
They were a real meteor world condensed by Xu Zimo.
Every meteor represented a part of his True Fate and was fused with the power of fate.
At this moment, it was as though the heavens were collapsing.
Countless meteors rained down, drowning everything in an instant.
To the crowd, it was as if the world had ended. Before their eyes and in their ears, only a galaxy roared toward them like a raging deep sea.
The Lord of Arms frowned slightly.
In truth, he was much like Mystic Heaven Mage. He had not sensed the power of the universe from Xu Zimo.
Thus, he believed Xu Zimo was merely an Earth-tier powerhouse, while existences like themselves, whose True Fate Worlds had reached perfection, were Heaven-tier powerhouses.
Though there was only a single step between the two.
By the later stages, however, that one-step difference in realm was as far apart as heaven and earth.
That was why he had been confident enough to speak of killing Xu Zimo.
Yet he had not expected Xu Zimo's first move to make him feel threatened.
With just one move, the pressure on him was immense.
Ordinarily, when powerhouses condensed