A Martial Dao Great Saint was comparable to a Cultivator at the Golden Core Stage!
They valued their own completeness and perfection extremely highly. To have an incarnation of their divine soul destroyed was a severe blow. Although it could recover, it would consume at least a hundred years, and it might even greatly impact their future breakthrough to the Saint King Realm!
This was a grudge that blocked one's path to advancement!
An enmity that could only be resolved by death!
"You insignificant ant! You deserve to die! Die! DIE!!!" Zi Zhen roared in madness. The bronze temple behind him began to shake violently, as if the heavens and earth themselves were trembling!
Six incredibly brilliant lights burst forth from his body. Each ray seemed to suppress all laws and crush the Dao itself. Even separated by the distant void, they made everyone present feel their scalps tingle!
It was unparalleled terror!
