Lord Vornak finally stopped moving after being pushed thousands of meters backward.
For a moment, he simply floated there in silence.
His massive hand slowly touched the cracked world patterns on his chest, and his dark iron-like face stiffened.
A Star Realm cultivator had punched him and actually forced him back.
Lord Vornak's eyes became terrifyingly cold. "Impossible."
Garion floated in the distance, casually rolling his shoulder like he had only finished a warm-up set. "Impossible?"
His purple-black gravity lines pulsed beneath his skin, and the space around him slowly twisted.
"Come on, big guy. Is this all you have after absorbing a planet?"
Lord Vornak's expression darkened.
Garion tilted his head, his voice turning even more mocking. "You borrowed world power, sucked energy from your own people, acted like a god, and still got pushed back by one punch?"
He pressed his lips together for a second, then let out a short laugh.
"Damn. That's embarrassing."
