Boom!
In the next moment, an enormous black hand pressed down from the sky above. Everything below was crushed to dust, and countless buildings were reduced to rubble. In the Imperial City, many residents instantly transformed into clouds of bloody mist.
Shang Zhou did not care at all about the deaths of ordinary people. In his view, now that he had become a saint, there was a fundamental difference between him and these ants. They were no longer the same kind of creature.
Bang!
When Elder Wang saw this scene, he did not panic. With one hand he formed a seal. Instantly, thousands of divine lights shot out and collided with the black hand overhead.
