In Simao Kang's heart, he believed that he alone could annihilate the entire Divine Martial Continent. In his view, all the Demon Beasts and human Martial Cultivators on the continent combined could not withstand him.
Who would have thought...
Just as he arrived and made his move, he encountered Su Chen?! It was like a dream, except this dream was a nightmare.
"Crush them for me!!!" In the next moment, Simao Kang suddenly raised his hand, all thirty-two arms gathered together, forming a massive black mountain descending from the sky, suppressing with infinite might and creating unmatched shockwaves with its overwhelming power.
Simao Kang used all his strength.
For the Extraterrestrial Celestial Race, the number of arms basically represented a measure of their strength.
Typical Blood Soldiers and Night Spirits had only ten or eight arms at most.
But Simao Kang had all thirty-two.
The power of thirty-two arms could be compounded, and it compounded in an exponential form.
