Fist Intent dominated the skies!
Jiang Shu faced three enemies alone. Above his head, three Holy Embryos, like three great suns, floated upwards. In the span of a breath, surging spiritual power burst forth from them, shaking the Void with the force of a landslide and tidal wave.
The Dark Night God suddenly had a thought. His always superior heart seemed to plummet. "Is this... One Qi to Three Pure Ones?"
"No, impossible! Jiang Shu, you're not even thirty years old! How could your spiritual power sustain One Qi to Three Pure Ones!"
His voice grew increasingly horrified. The horror stemmed not just from Jiang Shu's current strength, but from the fact that everything about him had always been beyond their expectations.
