A Nine Heavens Martial Emperor was supreme, unparalleled. Even a mere Divine Thought clone was not something Third Layer Martial Emperors like them could withstand.
"Trying to run? You're all staying right here."
The figure's expression was cold as it threw another punch. The terrifying fist pierced the void, creating countless ripples that swept over the dozen or so fleeing Martial Emperor experts in cascading waves.
SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!
Just like rotten watermelons bursting, the ten First and Second Layer Martial Emperors had no way to resist. In an instant, they all exploded into a mist of blood, leaving not a single bone behind.
As for Wei Zifu and the other two Third Layer Martial Emperors, countless cracks rapidly appeared on their bodies. Streams of blood gushed out, and they seemed fragile enough to shatter at a touch.
The intense shockwave sent the three flying backward, wretched and drenched in blood.
"My lord, please wait!"
