First Fight
All were dumbfounded by his words.
He was too arrogant, some of the angry ones gasped for air.
"Brat, don't you know who you're talking to?" asked Sovereign Crow.
He seemed to be the angriest of all.
His eyes bulged almost out of their sockets, a sight that made Ming Ze want to laugh.
"And do you know who you're barking at?" Ming Ze asked back.
Whoosh!
Sovereign Crow finally couldn't contain his anger anymore.
He flapped his wings, lunging towards him.
His speed matched the beauty of his wings. He seemed to turn into an almost invisible black dot because of how fast he was.
Xia Qinghe's expression turned cold because of his movements. Attacking her friend in front of her, this was naturally a serious offense.
However, she suddenly received a message from Ming Ze through inner communication.
'Back off, this old crow needs to be taught a lesson!'
Since Ming Ze wanted to take matters into his own hands, Xia Qinghe finally decided to retreat.
Just an Infinite Sovereign wouldn't be taken seriously even though she herself was also an Infinite Sovereign.
The problem was that there was a huge difference between the strength of the Infinite Sovereigns. This was a stageless realm, the depth of the Dao determined everyone's strength.
In front of geniuses, an old Infinite Sovereign was almost like a helpless child, let alone just the Crow Sovereign who reached that level just by luck.
In Xia Qinghe's eyes, the First Prince of the Nine Suns was likely stronger even though he hadn't reached this realm yet.
Ming Ze observed the old man's movements.
Of course, his movements were only fast in the eyes of others. He was slow in his eyes.
"I'm afraid you're slower than this," he said.
Rumble!
The sky suddenly rumbled as an enormous hand descended from it, turning day into night as it blocked the sunlight from reaching the ground.
The people gathered around opened their mouths in amazement at the sight of such a huge hand.
It wasn't a human hand either as it had long black claws, like steel knives, not too long but very stubby with a wide palm.
Even it was covered by rows of brown and black scales, emitting a gray aura that gave the impression like the owner of the aura was the type of person who only wanted destruction.
"I-is this a dragon hand?" A junior asked in a trembling voice, almost falling over from fear.
Dragons were legendary creatures, only ever told about, but never seen.
People could only see dragons resulting from the power of cultivators forming manifestations. They weren't really dragons, just techniques that tried to use the majesty of dragons.
Sometimes there were people who claimed to have dragon bloodlines only to be laughed at in the end because when their bloodlines fully awakened their power, they did not become dragons, only dragon-like creatures like winged lizards or winged crocodiles.
Until now, in the Seven Realms, although there are many sects using the name of dragons, there hasn't really been a trace of an actual dragon.
However, that hand made people's minds think that it was really a dragon's hand, no matter what kind of dragon it was.
At first glance, the hand descending seemed slow, but in fact, it had already arrived above the heads of Sovereign Crow and Sun Ji.
The latter was also attacked so his expression became bad because he hadn't even attacked yet.
Only, he could no longer show confidence in front of that huge hand. Even he looked frightened.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
The nine suns surrounding her became huge instantly, emitting a light so hot that everyone exposed to its light became full of sweat.
Just when the people below thought that Sun Ji's strength might be reliable, they discovered that the nine suns still seemed small compared to the hand.
Not long after they released the aura, their aura was suppressed by that hand's aura.
The closer the hand got to them, Sovereign Crow and Sun Ji found that they began to have trouble moving.
Bam! Bam!
The hand finally slammed into their heads, throwing them down until they hit the ground hard.
The mountains shook from their fall. This showed that they were indeed strong. However, they were rendered helpless.
Shua!
The hand only appeared briefly before disappearing.
Ming Ze was forced to eliminate it because he also couldn't send the hand all the way to the ground below because there were now too many people there. If the hand were to hit the ground, all of those people would die.
Furthermore, he only needed to use attacks that didn't cover a large area.
Apparently, the disappearance of the hand did not calm the people down. They looked even more frightened.
That was because the space where the hand had appeared had disappeared, into nothingness. There was nothing there anymore, there was only black or perhaps not black. It was something that could not be explained even by those who saw it.
Light cannot pass through either because it is not darkness that can be illuminated. It is nothingness.
In other words, space itself had vanished, including the space outside of space.
In fact, a new False Immortal might not be able to make an attack to the point of turning space into nothingness, it would take a stronger False Immortal, close to the top of the world.
"Is that hand really that strong?" The old people who weren't old enough to be called ancestors wondered.
The good thing was, there were two or three smart analyzers among them.
"It's not the power that's great, but the terrifying Laws and Dao. One of the rarest, Destruction," they replied.
Since the word Destruction was spoken, some ancient eyes in the underground of the Holy Light Sect opened.
Although they did not cause any special phenomena, people with great strength were made to tremble.
In the distance, the Sect Master watched from the top of a mountain.
He could see everything clearly, from top to bottom.
Even now he still looked surprised.
"This boy is really too strong," he said.
Right after that, he felt the eyes opening underground.
"Damn, they're awake," he said, becoming somewhat worried.
A False Immortal should not be afraid of anyone in the Seven Realms as long as a True Immortal had not appeared, but it was hard not to be afraid of those who had long been asleep underground.
Shua!
The Sect Master's figure disappeared.
He had been summoned, not because he wanted to leave.