As Xu Zimo's words fell, an overwhelmingly powerful aura surged from around him.
It was the aura of a God King.
The pinnacle mortals could ever touch, the supreme existence of the Eternal Continent.
A rolling river of spiritual energy swept forth, while blade intent stretched thirty thousand miles.
Xu Zimo stepped into the air, one step at a time. Divine might surged vast and boundless, shaking the entire sky into dead silence.
His pale purple robe fluttered in the wind. He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his long hair tied in a topknot, with a few loose strands drifting behind him.
At this moment, the Sacred Might brought by the four Lizard Saints vanished without a trace, as though Xu Zimo were the only one left between heaven and earth.
Everyone's gazes were drawn toward him involuntarily.
Wind rose and clouds rolled across the heavens, while divine might descended in a vast, crushing tide.
The long blade hummed softly, as though expressing its joy.
"Beneath a God King, all are ants," Xu Zimo said, his gaze deep and distant.
It seemed to cross the Wugeng Void and the ages of withering and flourishing, descending upon them with the force to crush all that stood in its way.
"Th-this is..." Blue Lizard's expression changed drastically as he stared at Xu Zimo, trembling violently.
"How is this possible? A God King? Which God King of the human race is he? Why have I never heard of him?"
Red Lizard struggled to stand, resisting the God King's might as he said, "Isn't there only one God King in our Southern Domain—the Eternal God King?"
"What do we do now?" The four Saints exchanged glances, all feeling that this was deeply troublesome.
"Let's test him. What if this brat is