This... This was…Was the Ming King's Seamless Divine Body and the true terror of the Divine Prison Tower?
At this moment, Xia Pingan felt as if time had stopped. The specks of dust that the clone of the God of Black Feathers had turned into were still floating in front of his eyes. Xia Pingan was shocked. Everything before him felt like a dream to him. It felt unreal and illusory.
The one that he had smashed into pieces with a single punch was not an ordinary cultivator, but a Level Nine Supreme God Realm clone of a god! Even if the clone wasn't a top-tier Supreme God or didn't have a Life Source Divine Weapon, it was still a Supreme God. The clone's combat strength should be at least average among Supreme Gods of the same level. It was a dream that many people couldn't reach and a peak existence that many experts looked up to.
