Amidst the great collision, the void was shattered for thousands of miles.
Amidst it, the Ancient God Palace Master did not retreat; his silhouette stood as majestically as a mountain.
However, what was shocking was that the Combat Saint King was likewise, standing tall upon the Heavenly Dome, immovable as a mountain, with only his black hair swirling wildly. His aura had transformed, becoming a great deal more terrifying, striking fear into the hearts of all.
"What a powerful person!"
All the Heavenly Kings were astounded, and the Immortal True Kings' pupils shrank. Clearly, they all felt that Ye Chen's strength was beyond imagination.
Had he really not achieved the Heavenly King status?
Many had their doubts.
"Power of Faith? Luck Power? Wish Power?"
