The overwhelming Eighth Grade Ancient Saints, even the Rulers would have a headache facing them. Although Zheng Ming appears incredibly strong right now, to some people, he is merely a bow at the end of its flight.
The stronger he appears, the more he wants to intimidate all directions. And that kind of grand move, which kills hundreds with a single strike, is not something that can be used casually.
"Looking for death!" For those who are harboring lucky thoughts, Zheng Ming naturally won't let them go. As thoughts flashed in his mind, his whole person turned into countless figures in the void, then charged at the Ancient Saints rushing towards him.
The countless figures seemed as if each one was real, causing the faces of thousands of Eighth Layer Ancient Saints to become extremely grim.
They no longer thought about anything else; all they could do was use their strongest means to fend off the danger they faced.
