Within the shattered infinite void.
Silence reigned, save for the chaotic streams of spatial turbulence that blew across the area.
All faces were filled with shock as they gazed at Lu Changsheng, who stood in the air.
The divine envoy of the Immortal Realm, a half-god warrior, was so effortlessly slain by Lu Changsheng?
Tan Zongzhao glanced at Blackie and asked in a daze, "Just what level of strength has your master reached? Only the most exceptional individuals from the Chaos Realm could possibly achieve this."
Blackie shook his head: "I don't know."
You don't know?
What does that mean?
Blackie didn't seem surprised and smiled, "Even we have never fully grasped our master's strength. When facing enemies, he has never needed to use his full strength before dispatching them."
Upon hearing this, Tan Zongzhao and the others from the Chaos Realm remained speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say...
The demon god glanced at Lu Changsheng, then at Blackie.
