That punch slammed heavily into the Golden Dragon King.
The next instant, the Golden Dragon King went flying.
His body shot diagonally along the ground like a cannonball launched from a slingshot, so fast that even his own awareness lagged half a beat behind.
In the end, Lu Ren's punch sent him flying far away, straight into a mountainside several hundred zhang away, smashing a bottomless hole into the entire rock face.
The remaining force spread outward along the ground, carving a trench dozens of zhang long, the earth on either side curling inward as though something had plowed through it.
Several breaths passed before the sound of tumbling rubble slowly died away.
Amid the dust, the Golden Dragon King crawled out of the hole.
Standing atop the rubble, he raised a hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
For the first time, genuine astonishment appeared in his eyes.
"That punch-"
He lowered his head and glanced at his chest.
His battle robe had been blasted apart there, and one shoulder guard hung askew.
From that ordinary punch Lu Ren had thrown, without even using any Cursed Technique, the Golden Dragon King had already concluded that his opponent's physical strength was no weaker than his own.
He was half of the Dragon God. He had inherited all of the Dragon God's physical power.
For twenty days, he had run rampant through this Divine Realm precisely because no one possessed a stronger body than the Golden Dragon King.
Now someone had done it-
This was his first time experiencing what it felt like to be inferior to someone else in strength.
The Golden Dragon King raised his head.
Then he saw Lu Ren hovering in midair, looking down at him.
Not only did he say nothing, he