The gentle breeze caressed as the world gradually fell silent.
The dust settled, and Hanwu Divine Mountain returned to tranquility.
The once towering peak, now mostly gone, only about one-fifth remained standing, silently narrating the previous scene!
Hanwu Divine Emperor lay on the ground moaning, his breath faint and his body battered. He had completely lost his combat power, lying there like a dead dog.
"Why?"
"Why did all this happen?"
Hanwu Divine Emperor couldn't understand: "Why were you able to defeat me?"
"Isn't it obvious? I'm strong, you're weak!" Ying Yue stood quietly: "I have a question, can you help me understand?"
"Hmph!"
Hanwu Divine Emperor gave a low grunt, not answering.
"5 million years ago, when you sent that incarnation, I could feel that it had countless ties to this universe, sufficient to show that you were fused with the Cosmic Origin at that time!"
