"You are not my match."
The flawless young man spoke, his black hair cascading naturally, possessing an ethereal, transcendent charm that even the hostile alien race could find no fault with.
It made one wonder how such a perfect man could appear between heaven and earth; even a Great Emperor Supreme could not be so flawless.
Alien Emperors also cast their gazes from afar, for within their supreme-level senses, they could perceive that this person possessed a special sense of great perfection, which gave rise to the illusion of flawlessness.
The so-called perfection stemmed from this.
"Hmph, arrogance!"
The alien Imperial Son Mo He Huang's face instantly darkened. Even though the man before him appeared so perfect and flawless, such provocation could not be ignored. Disregarding his words, Mo He Huang charged forward directly.
Simultaneously, the absolute imposing might of a Quasi-Monarch erupted, sweeping across heaven and earth as he barreled forth.
"Today, this Imperial Son cares not who you are; you will die here!"
Mo He Huang coldly shouted, and without underestimating his foe, his entire aura instantly surged to its most powerful peak. He intended to annihilate this man in an instant. Even if this man was special, seemingly the most flawless being between heaven and earth, he must be slain.
The dignity of an Imperial Son could not be provoked!
The perfect man suddenly let out a soft sigh, then threw a punch.
Boom—
It was as if the entire heaven and earth were under his control, pressing down upon the alien Imperial Son from all directions.
All the Quasi-Monarch imposing might around the alien Imperial Son was instantly suppressed and vanished without a trace, replaced by a supreme, heaven-and-earth-overwhelming power that emanated from the perfect man.
"This—"
The alien Imperial Son could not speak, only this thought flashing through his mind. Then he saw that fist rapidly enlarge, ultimately striking directly upon his head.
Hum—
The figure of the alien Quasi-Monarch Imperial Son trembled slightly. On the surface, there seemed to be no injury, but his brow's Mud Pellet Palace, including the Quasi-Monarch soul within, was instantly annihilated into dust.
Only a flesh-and-blood body devoid of its soul remained, plummeting from the sky.
In that single exchange, the alien Quasi-Monarch late-stage Imperial Son Mo He Huang had fallen!
But to onlookers, it appeared as if he had actively moved forward to be struck on the head by the perfect man.
"What happened to Mo He Huang?"
The alien Heaven's Prides were all dumbfounded. With just one punch, Imperial Son Mo He Huang had been knocked down like that?
Yet the alien Ancient Monarchs instantly changed expressions.
For they all clearly sensed that Imperial Son Mo He Huang was not merely knocked down; he was directly dead, his divine soul utterly destroyed.
With just one punch!
On the Emperor's Pass, the human Seven Great Monarchs were all shocked.
To kill a Quasi-Monarch-level Imperial Son with one punch—even an extraordinary Quasi-Monarch might not be able to accomplish that.
The perfect man looked down from above at the lifeless body of the alien Imperial Son Mo He Huang and said, "I told you, you are not my opponent. Yet you refused to listen."
Then his gaze turned to the alien Heaven's Prides: "Dare you fight?"
It seemed like a question, seemed like doubt, but the moment his words rang out, they boomed like heavenly thunder, shaking heaven and earth.
Who dared to fight?
Dominant!
Overbearing!
Even Ying Bu Bai from before was far inferior!
"This person is terrifying. He killed Mo He Huang silently and effortlessly. He is definitely no ordinary figure, and very likely is an Ancient Monarch."
Another Imperial Son spoke with a grave expression, not rashly stepping forward to fight.
"Let me test him."
Immediately, a Monarch-level Imperial Son stepped forward. He appeared to be in his early twenties, seeming very steady, his words sonorous and forceful. Bare-chested, his majestic bearing was intimidating, his imposing might surpassing Mo He Huang's by who knew how many times. Treading upon the void, step by step, he strode over from the distant horizon, like a demon god emerging into the world.
As he strode forward, the aura around him rapidly climbed, reaching a whole new height in a short time, tearing through the nine heavens, resembling a giant dragon.
"You are strong. Killing Mo He Huang with one punch means you possess at least Ancient Monarch-level combat power. For a human to produce a Monarch-level Heaven's Pride is indeed extraordinary. But today, I will surely kill you."
The approaching Monarch-level Imperial Son spoke, seemingly calm but actually cold and ruthless, sharp and peerless.
The perfect man looked at the newcomer, neither startled nor afraid. Even though this was a Monarch-level Imperial Son, he had not failed to kill such before. He said, "Hmm, I wonder how you compare to Sheng Xu?"
"Sheng Xu? You know Big Brother Sheng Xu?"
The Monarch-level Imperial Son was greatly shocked. Sheng Xu was the offspring of the Strongest Emperor Saint, and had stepped into the Ancient Monarch domain many years ago, currently on the Origin Ancient Path, exceptionally powerful.
Though he was also a Monarch-level Imperial Son, within the same Monarch domain, he was naturally inferior to Sheng Xu. After all, Sheng Xu was the child of a Strongest Emperor; his bloodline power was far stronger than that of other Emperor bloodlines, incomparable except to the bloodlines of Strongest Emperors or Immortal Kings.
Even within the Ancient Monarch realm, the bloodline power of a Strongest Emperor remained extremely potent, providing a continuous, immeasurable stream of innate power.
"From what you say, did you perhaps escape with your life from Big Brother Sheng Xu's hands?"
The Monarch-level Imperial Son's expression instantly turned grave. Sheng Xu's strength was extraordinarily powerful, far beyond comparison with ordinary Ancient Monarchs. That the other party could survive an encounter with Sheng Xu was proof enough of much.
Not just any Ancient Monarch had the ability to escape with their life from Sheng Xu.
"Escape with my life?"
Hearing this, the perfect man laughed, then his expression suddenly turned cold and sharp: "Could a mere Sheng Xu force me into a life-and-death crisis? It seems you truly do not know what happened on the Origin Ancient Path."
"What do you mean?"
The Monarch-level Imperial Son suddenly had a bad premonition.
"I slew Sheng Xu!"
The perfect man sneered coldly. Before the Monarch-level Imperial Son's shock could appear on his face, he struck like thunder.
"Impossible!"
The Monarch-level Imperial Son was horrified. Simultaneously, he unleashed an Emperor Art to counterattack. He believed this was merely the other party trying to disturb his mind. How could Imperial Son Sheng Xu be killed? He was the offspring of the Strongest Emperor Saint!
Boom—
The perfect man's fist seemed like an invincible Primordial Divine Mountain, pushing forward, an unparalleled imposing might blooming, sweeping mightily onto the Monarch-level Imperial Son.
Visibly, the Emperor Art divine ability unleashed by the Monarch-level Imperial Son was instantly broken and annihilated. In his eyes was only intense terror: "How can he be so powerful?"
Before he could regain his senses, that fist landed squarely on his head.
Boom—
A seemingly simple, ordinary punch contained, in an instant, who knew how many layers of majestic power, stacked upon each other, acting down instantaneously, penetrating the skull, and striking the Monarch Heavenly Soul within the Mud Pellet Palace, which was as solid as substance.
"No—"
The Monarch-level Imperial Son's Monarch Heavenly Soul roared, but it was useless. A terrifying, formless, majestic power, invisible and shapeless, destroyed his Monarch Heavenly Soul as easily as snapping dry twigs.
Hum—
All life force within the Monarch-level Imperial Son was extinguished, and he fell just like Mo He Huang.
Instant-kill of a Monarch-level Imperial Son!