Boom!
Thunder exploded in the void, and demonic energy churned and surged across the sky.
The Demon Race Asura powerhouse casually lifted a finger, carrying the ultimate profundity of Hell's five great origins fused together, reinforced by pure Sovereign's Might. It became a streak of Doomsday Heavenly Punishment that spanned the sky and crashed down!
This strike had long since utterly surpassed the limits of a Seven-Star Fiend. It was a supreme killing blow that had truly entered the Asura Domain.
There were no elaborate, flashy moves, no phenomena filling the heavens-only the simplest crushing force of laws, yet it carried absolute suppression on the level of a plane.
Before Asura-level fusion laws, the so-called reserves of divine power, comprehension of laws, and divine physique at the peak of seven-star strength were all as insignificant as ants and dust, unable to withstand a single blow.
Earlier, Shiheng had met the Asura's attack head-on, and his thirty-thousand-meter Heavenly Manifestation true form had shattered and dispersed on the spot.
His bones and sinews had broken inch by inch, his flesh and muscle had exploded and scattered, and his origin divine power had been depleted to the utmost. He was like tattered scraps torn apart by a gale, having utterly lost even the strength to control his own body.
That terrifying shock wave of laws had swept him bodily through tens of thousands of kilometers of void.
Yet it was precisely this lethal backward flight amid utter desperation that, by a twist of chance, had delivered the dying Shiheng, whose divine soul was on the verge of extinction, right beside the Cross-boundary Teleportation Array.
That tiny distance was his only path to survival!
But the deadly calamity pursuing him from behind had not diminished in the slightest. Its killing intent remained firmly locked