Huang Xiaolong's punch was brimming with strength.
It was equivalent to a punch from a lesser God bursting forth.
When he sent Ying flying, he also caused the cosmos within his body to collapse.
In other words, both Ying and Zhou had been crippled.
Even if the cosmos within their bodies was repaired in the future, it would be hard for them to make any progress.
Seeing this, Zhou directly fainted.
"No~! No, no! I~~ I'm ruined! I regret it! I hate it!"
Ying crawled on the ground, screaming madly.
Regret nearly shattered his body to pieces.
But there is no medicine for regret in this world.
Neither is there in the Divine Realm.
The several members of the Divine Race who had come with Ying were now shocked beyond measure in their minds.
Instinctively, they roared at Huang Xiaolong—
"Seeking death! You're looking to die! You've committed a heinous crime! Death is too good for you!"
"You rebel against your superiors, such great disrespect!"
