Last time, he single-handedly crushed the throat of an Eighth Grade Grandmaster, seriously injuring him with ease.
This time, he instantly slaughtered a Ninth Grade individual.
That was a Ninth Grade powerhouse!
The strongest combat force on the surface for the Human Race, akin to the Beast King among the Ten Thousand Races.
Yet now, akin to ants, they are casually crushed to death.
Terrifying!
Truly terrifying!
Simply unfathomable!
The next moment, Lin Ping'an's gaze showed a hint of disdain as he glanced at the dozen Ninth Grade attacks, and his figure flickered, producing nine identical shadow bodies.
A total of ten figures simultaneously appeared beside ten Noble Ninth Grades.
Upon seeing this, countless Divine Weapons flashed with sharpness, slashing towards Lin Ping'an's location.
"Rising Sun Slash!"
"Kill, kill, kill! Die!"
"Bastard! Courting death! Kill!"
"..."
The Noble Ninth Grades roared their attacks with a hint of desperation.
But the next moment.
