As Xu Zimo stepped through the air, one step at a time, the entire sea fell silent.
Even the surging waves around them were suppressed, gradually calming down.
"Th-this..." The people aboard the ship stammered, unable to speak at the sight.
"He has become stronger again," the one-armed old man murmured, narrowing his eyes.
When he had first met Xu Zimo, Xu Zimo had still been in the Saint Meridian Realm. He had never expected him to have already crossed into the Divine Meridian Realm.
The one-armed old man could not help but feel his scalp tingle. How old was Xu Zimo, after all?
Could he truly possess the bearing of a Great Emperor? The old man did not dare think any further.
Chen Tianyi's gaze flickered as he stared at Xu Zimo in silence for a long while.
Meanwhile, Ning Caidie, the woman in the purple dress, muttered to herself, "He's so strong. Why didn't he save us before?"
"Miss, he..." Xiao Ying, the maid beside her, did not dare say much.
Xu Zimo held Overlord Shadow in his hand. Blade energy spread around him like a prison, and he gazed languidly at the Foolish Beast before him.
The Azure Cloud Eighth Transformation activated directly, wisps of pale blue spiritual energy slowly rising behind him.
The moment the ethereal sound rang out, green mist shrouded Xu Zimo's back, where layers upon layers of azure stone steps appeared.
Veiled in mist, the azure stones stretched inch by inch into the blue heavens, yearning to compete with the Heavenly Duke for height.
Xu Zimo's aura also soared in an instant.
As World Creation Power filled the air around him, Xu Zimo paused. In less than the blink of an eye—
He had already appeared before that Foolish Beast.
Overlord Shadow