The three little mice that intruded here may be at the Divinity Transformation Stage, but they are still no match for the Dragon Emperor and Phoenix Empress. In Zheng Yi's eyes, they are still ants.
"Die!"
Zheng Yi casually pointed into the void, and instantly, a gigantic finger emitting countless golden lights appeared. The fingerprint on the fingertip transformed into crisscrossing, deeply embedded cliffs and mountain ranges, akin to a meteor falling from an alien planet, carrying scorching power that directly impacted the ground, stirring up a storm in the sky.
"Ah!"
A scream echoed across the firmament, the first powerhouse instantly bursting apart on the spot. The whole process was so simple that it was almost unbelievable, as if crushing an ant.
"Run!"
Warnings in the heart were off the charts, the shadow of death descended completely, covering everything. The sound of death was like a storm, immediately obliterating the second little mouse.
"The last one!"
