How is this possible?!
The Martial Emperor's thoughts experienced an extremely subtle delay due to this moment of surprise and doubt.
Between an Early-stage Immortal Monarch and the Martial Emperor, there lies an insurmountable chasm, an absolute difference in the essence of the Space-time Law and the level of power. Even if the other party holds an Immortal Emperor Weapon, it's absolutely impossible to withstand his punch head-on and survive, let alone with just a bare finger?!
This almost overturned his understanding of the cultivation realms; it's simply absurd!
Chu Zheng took a deep breath, lowered his eyes, and glanced at his right arm. The sleeve had become ash, and the skin on the exposed arm was cracked inch by inch, with bright red blood continuously seeping from the wounds.
