Seeing Xu Zimei and Lin Ruhu intending to pass through the Spatial Wall to leave, the Heaven's Eye grew angrier.
Thunderbolts in the Firmament descended like a storm, densely packed, engulfing the True Martial Great Emperor.
Like a Thunder Beast, completely devouring him within.
However, the True Martial Great Emperor stood unyielding, holding the True Martial Sword, treading the universe, bearing the firmament on his shoulders.
Like pine and cypress atop a cliff, like a frail flame swept in a storm.
No matter how the thunderbolts struck, they could not inflict the slightest harm on him.
Eventually, the True Martial Great Emperor seemed to have adapted to the thunderbolt's intensity, and a strong aura emanated around him.
He advanced instead of retreating, throwing a punch toward the Heaven's Eye.
"It is not yet time for the final battle, you might as well stay put," the True Martial Great Emperor said as he punched.
