The world descended into a terrifying, deathly stillness. Even the air had suddenly become so prickly that it pierced one’s heart and bones.

A Divine Spirit expert had actually been annihilated by a single finger and not even a single speck of dust remained.

“A Divine… Divine King!” the black-robed old man beside Princess Hanwei exclaimed in a trembling voice as his eyes widened to their fullest extent. Upon hearing those few words, everyone’s body shook violently.

On this plane, a Divine King was on the level of the sect masters of the greatest sects!

And what was even more terrifying than the two words “Divine King” was his eyes. They had never seen such dark and gloomy eyes before. When he turned around and swept that dark gaze over them, the terrifying, stifling oppression… was akin to a demon opening its eyes and grabbing their throats and souls with its wicked claws.

However, Ming Yang was no ordinary person, so his fear and apprehension toward Divine Kings were not as heavy as other common folk. After all, his own father was one of the strongest Divine Kings in this region. He suppressed the odd terror in his heart and took a step forward. There was a faint smile on his face as he made a respectful bow. “For this junior Ming Yang to be able to meet such an expert like Senior in this barren place is truly my fortune. Just now, my servant had eyes but he did not recognize a Divine King, and he actually attacked...