In the pitch-black universe.
Streams of spiritual energy continuously converged towards Wang Hao, making the aura around his body increasingly rich and profound.
The entire audience gaped at Wang Hao, convinced they must be dreaming.
"Are you kidding me? Wang Hao has been insanely absorbing spiritual energy for half an hour now, how can there be no sign of him stopping!?"
"What kind of physique is this!? He's actually able to absorb spiritual energy so crazily without bursting."
"It's fine that he is absorbing, but he still hasn't made a breakthrough yet. What the heck is this?"
"This can only mean that Wang Hao's combat strength is once again stretching the gap with those at the same level. His ability to challenge beyond his level has become even more monstrous."
"Holy shit, is this really a Martial God!?"
"Martial God my ass, this is simply a Supreme disguised in a Martial God's cloak, pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger, and showing off."
