Without hesitation, Zhao Daobin charged toward Shen Bai with the divine weapon blade gripped in one hand.
He refrained from launching any ranged attacks because he knew that Shen Bai possessed some special ability — ranged strikes were useless against him. Any opponent who got close would have their combat strength reduced. To defeat Shen Bai, one needed overwhelming absolute power. Even if the opponent suppressed his original third-tier Heavenly God cultivation down to a first-tier Heavenly God, theoretically, if his strength was powerful enough, he could still defeat Shen Bai.
Whoosh— But in an instant, Shen Bai vanished. When he reappeared, he was already right in front of Zhao Daobin.
Yet Zhao Daobin did not panic. His martial technique had long been charged and stored within the divine weapon blade in his hand. He swung the blade straight toward Shen Bai's head in a devastating frontal chop.
This time, both his speed and his force were far greater than before.
BOOM— His immense power manifested as a visible torrent of martial force that tore through the starry sky.
It was a destructive level of force.
But Zhao Daobin's expression changed dramatically.
Though that chop had been unleashed with its full might, it failed to wound Shen Bai, who stood right before him.
Instead, Shen Bai reached out and caught the divine weapon blade with his bare hand.
This sight was something Zhao Daobin simply could not accept.
Because he noticed that Shen Bai had no weapon of his own. None at all.
Yet he himself had consumed the refined Primordial Divine Water. He had already exerted everything he had.
"You think that consuming Primordial Divine Water makes you worthy of fighting this god?"
"Old fool, this god has matters to attend to and no time to waste on you."
Shen Bai regarded Zhao Daobin with cold indifference, and then he did something that left everyone dumbfounded.
Shen Bai's palm tightened with a casual squeeze, and with a sharp crack, the supposedly indestructible divine weapon blade was crushed to powder in his grasp.
What… what level of combat strength was this?
Not only martial cultivators—even divine weapons were utterly fragile before him.
Immediately after, Shen Bai seized Zhao Daobin by the throat with one hand and launched himself into the air.
BOOM BOOM BOOM— The Nine-colored Divine Thunder dissipated across the void.
The members of the Ouyang Heavenly Clan all collapsed to the ground. Those less severely injured bled from their eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. The more seriously affected ones fainted outright. Even the nine clan-protecting elders at the Heavenly God realm suffered considerable injuries.
The Heaven-Sealing Grand Formation that the Ouyang Heavenly Clan had activated using a supreme treasure as a catalyst and driven by their bloodline had been shattered by Shen Bai.
Most terrifying of all, Shen Bai's figure was no longer in the starry sky.
He was standing at the entrance to the Primordial Killing Sea.
And Zhao Daobin — a dignified third-tier Heavenly God — was clutched in his hand like a dead dog.
"Is Chu Feng here?"
Shen Bai's gaze swept the surroundings, searching for Chu Feng's figure.
Chu Feng knew there was no escape today, so he stepped forward.
"Oh, so you're here."
Upon seeing Chu Feng, Shen Bai smiled faintly. Then with a flick of his great sleeve, he hurled Zhao Daobin to the ground, sat down on top of him, and placed one foot squarely on Zhao Daobin's head.
Zhao Daobin was filled with bitter defiance, yet he had absolutely no power to resist.
This… was the gap in their combat strength!!!
"During these days since I came out, all I've heard about is you — the strongest junior of the current generation, unprecedented and never to be replicated."
"Originally, matters concerning ants held no interest for me. Whether one is strong or not means nothing to this god. They're all ants, and this god can crush every last one of them with the slightest effort."
"But you, this particular ant, have truly angered this god. You actually have a good relationship with the Immortal Sea Fish."
"Do you even deserve that?"
The moment these words left Shen Bai's mouth, a terrifying wave of oppressive might swept across heaven and earth. Though he had not deliberately targeted anyone, the sheer force of his aura drove many to their knees in desperate pleas for mercy, terrified that Shen Bai would kill them.
"Shut up. Your noise is irritating this god."
With a casual sweep of his sleeve, bursts of bloody mist sprayed through the air as every person begging for mercy was instantly obliterated.
At this sight, those who had been on the verge of begging for mercy froze in absolute terror, not even daring to breathe too loudly.
Shen Bai turned his gaze back to Chu Feng, displeasure clearly visible in his eyes.
He had deliberately refrained from directly pressuring Chu Feng, hoping that his aura alone would cow this boy into groveling like all the others.
But this wretched creature — whom he considered utterly weak — showed not the slightest change in expression.
Still, that would not earn his respect. It would only make him more annoyed.