At this moment, everyone in the Celestial Realm Expeditionary Force was utterly shaken to their core.
They wouldn't have believed it if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes: a single Martial Artist fighting an Emperor of the Celestial Realm and four True Gods at once—and still holding the upper hand.
'Is this what one should expect from the progenitor of the Martial Dao?'
'He's ridiculously strong!'
Nearby, the battle raged on, but even the Sun Emperor was beginning to feel a creeping dread. His opponent's combat prowess was simply terrifying; he fought without the aid of any Incense, powered by what seemed to be his own monstrous, endless stamina.
The Sun Emperor had a vast supply of Incense, but even that couldn't sustain this rate of consumption.
If he couldn't break this stalemate soon, only one outcome awaited him: death!
