"Alright, stop gaping, close your mouth, your jaw's about to drop!" Zhang Menglong casually lifted the chin of a martial artist next to him.
"Mr. Zhang... what exactly is your realm?" Those people looked at Zhang Menglong with admiration in their eyes.
To be able to slap and kill a Supreme Deity just like that, and yet Zhang Menglong could easily tear off an arm with a casual move, forcing it to flee without daring to continue fighting. Is there a realm higher than the Supreme Deity? What could it be?
Also, just who or what were the owner of that eye and arm?
"What on earth was that thing, do you guys know?" Zhang Menglong gazed at the vanished crack in the sky. Although the crack had completely disappeared, it left behind a trail of dust a million light-years long, a relic composed of countless shattered planetary debris.
People from various high-grade worlds shook their heads. If they knew what it was, they wouldn't have been so shocked.
