With a cold glare, Emperor Zhao lunged toward Wu Tian, unleashing the power of the Mahayana Realm as if intending to destroy the world.
BOOM!
Emperor Zhao's fist struck Wu Tian, unleashing a burst of formidable power, yet Wu Tian remained completely unscathed.
Emperor Zhao gritted his teeth in disbelief. His eyes widened in surprise, but he continued to throw punch after punch. A single one of these fists could shatter a mountain, but when they landed on Wu Tian's chest, they did nothing. They didn't even leave a scratch.
"This is impossible."
Emperor Zhao still couldn't accept it. He pressed the attack, seemingly suppressing Wu Tian completely with his Mahayana power. Yet, even after dozens of punches, Wu Tian remained entirely unaffected.
Wu Tian smirked coldly. Though his Realm was intact, his Spiritual Power was not. It was indeed difficult to defeat Emperor Zhao with conventional tactics, but things were different now.
