Chapter 685
“King Zhenwu!”
Within the turbulent flow of a pitch-black spatial rift, the towering King Zhenwu, several zhang tall, was slapped into a bloody pulp by a single strike from Lu Qing.
The sight made the hearts of the other Nascent Soul experts quail. Their scalps went numb, their limbs ice cold.
The demon clan Nascent Soul cultivators in particular stared in disbelief.
King Zhenwu—who had already half-stepped into the Fifth Tribulation and unleashed his Demon Ape True Body—had been reduced to paste by a single palm strike.
Just how terrifying was that young man’s strength?
“Ah!!”
Even smashed into meat paste, King Zhenwu did not immediately perish.
That lump of flesh writhed and squirmed desperately, trying to reshape his body.