RUMBLE—
In the firmament, sixteen thousand meters high.
As Wu Dao activated his Divine Heavenless State, he shattered into a million pieces. The fragments manipulated the Magnetic Field, summoning streak after streak of destructive, golden thunder!
It was as if the heavens themselves were enraged!
An apocalyptic aura of judgment and slaughter began to target the Celestial King from all directions.
WHOOOOOSH—
It wasn't just the golden Celestial Thunder!
A wailing, golden Gang Wind, strong enough to instantly disintegrate a warrior of the Celestial Human Eleventh Floor, also howled through the sky, creating a truly terrifying scene.
The moment the endless, killing aura locked onto him,
the Celestial King's hair stood on end and his pupils contracted. He was suddenly thrown back seven hundred years, to the chilling terror he'd felt facing the sword of the Demon Suppression Emperor.
