The Four Holy Beasts of Heaven and Earth's cultivation levels are unparalleled; they can be considered on the same level as a Great Sage. Now, this battle flag, stained with the blood of the Sacred Beast White Tiger, contains immense power!
Though it cannot rival a Great Sage, half the strength of a Great Sage is not something a Sub-Sage can compare to. After all, communicating with the entire Dao and mastering sixty percent of the Power of the Dao is essentially a qualitative difference.
As the tiger claw descended, the sun and moon beneath it lost all brilliance. As the claw fell, Zheng Ming seemed as tiny as a speck of dust under the Power of Heaven and Earth's obliteration.
Yet Zheng Ming was not a speck of dust. He stood quietly in his place, showing no intention to dodge. The five-colored halo behind him swiftly changed once more.
