"What the hell kind of monster is that?! How can someone this strong even exist in the Immortal Martial Continent?!"
Mo Hao's heart was roaring just as loud as his voice. He couldn't believe what he was sensing.
And the worst part, he had no idea that powerhouses from the Prosperous Stone Immortal Star had already shown up. Things were spinning so far out of control that he couldn't even begin to wrap his head around it.
Shock turned to dread.
He could already see how this was going to go—some mysterious, crazy-strong expert was about to swoop in and wipe out the entire demon army in one clean strike.
And him? His chance to shine, to show off, to finally stand tall and make the world remember his name?
Gone. Again.
Right then, the air rippled. Like space itself had flinched.
And just like that—without a single sound—the hundred-thousand-strong demon army split clean down the middle.
