"Utter nonsense, do you think Demigods represent the pinnacle?"
The indifferent voice of the Long Family's Ancestor carried a chill that spread through the air.
As his words fell, with a single finger, the Long Family's Ancestor pointed out, and the Power of Time burst forth from his fingertip. The void in front of him was instantly torn apart, turning into dust, as a Space-time Storm swept over, enveloping King Beiming.
A seemingly casual flick contained supreme killing intent.
"Not good!"
King Beiming's face suddenly turned pale, sensing danger from the move by the Long Family's Ancestor.
"Break it for me, This King commands!"
In the blink of an eye, King Beiming struck out with a palm from mid-air, unleashing the force of a Demigod without holding back.
King Beiming's expression was grave, sensing the presence of the Long Family's Ancestor the instant he made his move—to vast and profound.
"Boom!"