The supreme power spread, enveloping all directions.
In an instant, countless living beings prostrated on the ground, their bodies stiff, with the blood in their veins ceasing to flow, their faces pale with extreme terror.
"What kind of existence is this?"
At the center of the great underworld universe, the Underworld Sovereign knelt on the ground, exclaiming in shock.
Under this oppressive force, he felt as small as an insignificant ant gazing up at the supreme deity.
"He...he has broken through to the peak of the Creation Realm!"
In a certain part of the starry sky, Hall Master Zhao stood up abruptly as if his seat was on fire, gazing towards the mysterious universe with a pale face, filled with shock within his heart.
This aura was all too familiar to him.
Back then.
It was this person he was defeated by.
