Peak Cosmic Rank Stage!
A cultivation base infinitely close to the Peak of what Humanity could potentially achieve.
It was as if a god has descended among mortals, and immediately Oliver's face contorted in shock before a mournful shreak blasted out of his mouth.
Pressure!
Mind-bending pressure.
It was so great, he, a middle Cosmic rank stage couldn't even hope to resist at all, and slowly the pressure was increasing.
Unceremoniously, he dropped to the ground, the ground beneath him sinking in mysteriously and soon.
BOOOOOOOOOM
And immediately his veins began bursting, his tissues being torn apart as his body crumbled piece by piece, even though his opponent simply folded her hands and looked at him emotionlessly.
And then it dawned on him, he would die to the Pressure.
Death!
