"One strike?" Fang Qingyu was stunned as he listened.
"Yes, one strike." Jiang Ying's tone was extremely certain and very grave, "Before the old master unleashed this strike, he was not only the Federation's number one but also the apex existence known in all dimensions."
"Including those coveting our Divine Dimension and Life Ghost Dimension, universally acknowledged supreme existence! Truly a Sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of all foreign races! Because of this, no supreme god or life ghost dares to descend into our world in person. Do you understand, Fang Qingyu?"
After a long pause, Fang Qingyu took a deep breath, forcibly pressing down his churning emotions, his voice carrying a hint of dryness: "...I understand."
He finally comprehended many things.
Jiang Ying had her duties and broader perspective to balance, unable to act at will.
