Even a lion used its full strength when hunting a rabbit.
Against this pack of utterly vicious fiends, Shen Yun naturally would not bind himself in his own cocoon by insisting on some fair duel.
The moment the opportunity arose, he struck decisively. His figure seemed to fold through space-time, without the slightest warning.
Even now, Zhenyu Ancestor God was still immersed in killing intent, utterly unaware that the god of death had already descended.
Boom!!
The Creation Divine Fist crashed down mercilessly, carrying the force of thunder, and smashed fiercely into his back.
Bang!
The ancient demonic armor exploded on the spot. The residual force of the punch did not diminish, bearing the ultimate profundity of the birth and death of universes, until even the Stars Beyond the Heavens trembled.
"It was you... Creation Heavenly Venerable!"
Zhenyu Ancestor God choked. The arrogance on his face vanished without a trace, leaving only profound terror.
The next instant, wrenching pain tore through him. The Immortal King physique he had been so proud of crumbled inch by inch beneath the invincible fist radiance, as though crushed by hundreds of millions of stars.
"Ah!!!"
Unwilling to accept it, he roared and used every trick in his arsenal to resist madly, but it was all in vain.
Shen Yun had fused tens of millions of killing moves into a single strike. His Magic Power had undergone an extremal sublimation and faintly touched the threshold of Supreme Shattering. How could the unprepared Prison Suppressor possibly withstand it?
In an instant, his Demon Body was blasted apart by the Divine Fist. His vast origin poured away in torrents like a collapsed dam.
"It is over!"
Seeing the Devil Ancestor charge over in fury, Shen Yun's eyes blazed. The River of Time beneath his feet roared and