Supporting the Sky With One Hand!
Editor: Atlas Studios
"Puu, puu, puu!"
In midair, the human race and demon race powerhouses virtually spewed blood at the same time. The barrier that a group of powerhouses used every last ounce of strength to create, crumbled with a loud bang!
Over a dozen figures fell down from the air powerlessly. The fiend palm continued to land neither too fast nor too slowly.
"Senior Fang Tian!"
Teng Yun yelled out, mustering the not much remaining essence energy, bundling up Fang Tian, who was on the brink of death.
"This … What's going on here? How … How could he be so strong?"
"Human and demon, two race's dozen over peak powerhouses, actually couldn't even last past two breaths of time? My … My eyesight isn't failing, right?"
"This fiendgod seems to be somewhat different from those previously! He … He's so strong!"
"Where's the Heaven Surmounting Divine King? Why hasn't the Heaven Surmounting Divine King showed up until now? Could it be that … he …"