Killing the demon ruler

The punch finally landed on Zhou Hao's chest.

"Go to hell!"

Just as The Fiend Dominator thought that his punch would send Zhou Hao flying, he was stunned.

What did it see? Zhou Hao didn't move at all. In fact, his punch didn't even cause any damage.

At most, it left a fist mark on Zhou Hao's chest, which was quite obvious.

How was that possible?

The little demons who hadn't died were in disbelief, and they all cried out in alarm.

Their ruler-level demon was at the ruler-level, and was even stronger than those calamity-level mutant beasts.

Even if an expert who had stepped into the starry sky appeared here, he would not be able to withstand a single move.

Even a harmonization realm expert wouldn't be a match for him. It was impossible for him to remain unscathed.

However, this kind of thing that was impossible to happen with basic injuries had happened in front of them.

"This must be fake, this must be my illusion!" He thought.