All across the world, cries of astonishment erupted.
On the radiantly glowing satellite screens, a magnificent figure—blazing with mingled blood-red and cyan light—stood at the edge of the clouds, furiously hammering the Emerald Drake!
Boundless fury!
Utter devastation!
Though they'd witnessed Andrew Han's battle with the drake, few truly grasped what a two-thousand-meter-long body meant—only now did they realize what kind of lifeform Andrew Han had fought.
Yet all their ferocity, before Han Supreme, seemed as feeble as brittle plastic toys.
Boom!!!
Even through the screen, with no sound, an immeasurable shock seemed to strike head-on.
At this moment.
The entire world fell silent.
Then, all the cries of astonishment turned into wild, blazing screams of excitement; all the gloom and fear transformed into hysterical celebration and congratulations. People everywhere—from Sinovera to every other nation—rose to their feet, eyes brimming with tears, shouting themselves hoarse.
"Han Supreme!"
Andrew Han, standing high in the sky, seemed to have crystal-diamond skin splitting open, beams of light pouring from his body, illuminating all of Antarctica.
A world that was once silent now erupted in noise.
Any words, phrases, or praise were pale and powerless in this moment. Only the heroic, impassioned shouts and roars—though their meaning was unclear—rang out with overwhelming force.
Andrew Han remained emotionless, his pure-white pupils reflecting distant bloody battles. The faces of the human Law Realm Saints and Supremes shifted subtly.
In silence, the most spectacular emotions exploded!
This was Andrew Han's unique state, a power akin to a supernatural ability.
And at this moment.
Central region of Antarctica.
On screen, glaciers shattered, snowy mountains collapsed, and white clouds dispersed—only cyan radiance remained, covering the entire sky, bleeding both cloud and heavens with blue and blood-red light.
Berserker state, Inspiration Berserker State, and finally, the ultimate Consciousness Berserker State.
An unprecedented savagery and terror brewed ceaselessly in Han Supreme's mind.
"I will kill you."
In a soft whisper, Han Supreme's pure-white eyes were tinged with a streak of pure blood-red.
His jet-black hair changed color, turning ashen gray, suffused with chaotic disorder and endless screams—a terrifying fusion, the true Consciousness Berserker State.
Crack!
With a single punch, he shattered the Emerald Drake's horn. Its furious roar was utterly useless.
Crack!
With one palm, he pierced through and tore out the Emerald Drake's demon tendon, its struggles met only with cold cruelty.
Crack!
Both palms manifested as colossal hands, like divine light grasping down from the clouds, severing the drake's demon body—he ripped the entire two-thousand-meter Emerald Drake in half, alive!
"Roar!!!"
"Human Han Supreme—you will die! You will all die!" The Emerald Drake's roar was a mix of horror, terror, and venomous rage, its certainty as if it had already seen the future.
Pure-white eyes, the blood-red even deeper, overshadowing the sky itself.
Cyan radiance swirled, boundless and ferocious, its aura sweeping across a million miles.
Without a word, Han Supreme raised his right fist; he was like a towering mountain rising from the earth, every cell, every vein, every bone, even his very thoughts, roaring—Rage! Rage! Rage!
"Die."
He spat out a single word, pronouncing judgment over life and death.
His right fist clenched, five crystal-diamond fingers spinning like a mysterious lotus, within their endless vitality lay unimaginable chaos and madness.
At this very moment.
Han Supreme's raised right fist became the center of the entire world, gathering wind and snow from a kilometer around, drawing in the power of heaven and earth from all directions, fusing with his surging Super-Solid Inner Origin—until a colossal vortex, a kilometer wide, took shape.
"You will die. All of you will die."
The Emerald Drake stared quietly at Han Supreme, powerless to fight back, baring its teeth in a mocking grin.
"Oh."
Han Supreme brought down his right fist.
The massive vortex grew ever fiercer, expanding with the brilliance of his fist and fist-light, nearly enveloping the Emerald Drake's demon body. It crashed down with the force of a ten-thousand-meter tsunami and hurricane combined, extinguishing the drake's final spark of life.
Boom!
With a punch in midair, he unleashed a shockwave that dominated the icy mountains and snowfields, shattering the Emerald Drake's skull!
Watching from afar.
Across the polar day sky and clouds, the air began to rupture endlessly; drifting snow was reduced to near-molecular mist. This single heavy punch made the heavens and clouds bow in submission, and the world itself became turbulent and unpredictable.
Strength!
Utter devastation!
Above two thousand meters in the sky, the lone cyan radiance became eternal.
"Mm."
Han Supreme tilted his head; his pure-white eyes held no emotion, only endless, boundless chaos.
......
The world everywhere returned to silence, as people stared in stunned disbelief.
On screen, the Emerald Drake was lifeless, its two colossal demon halves falling downward.
It was as if a mountain of pure emerald had been split in two by Han Supreme, crashing down with unstoppable force onto the Antarctic ice and snow, sending up waves of snowflakes in thunderous bursts.
Two thunderous crashes!
The spectacle of the demon body hitting the ground sent up a thousand waves.
"My god!"
No ordinary person could remain unmoved; their hearts trembled, and all drew a sharp breath.
Though they'd witnessed Han Supreme's battle with the drake, few truly grasped what a two-thousand-meter-long body meant—only now did they realize what kind of lifeform Han Supreme had fought.
Compared to ordinary people—
Those from the martial world and the supernatural world could better understand the grandeur and nobility of such power.
"No wonder he's Han Supreme."
"A demon body this massive—even if it just lay still, we'd be helpless. Even if the world gathered every hydrogen bomb and nuclear warhead, it might not suffer a serious wound."
Martial artists and supernatural experts alike were stunned into silence.
But in the next moment—
The screen shifted dramatically once more.
Han Supreme, standing high in the sky, seemed to have crystal-diamond skin splitting open, beams of light pouring from his body, illuminating all of Antarctica.
Even the polar day sky paled in comparison!
"Kill."
Han Supreme remained emotionless, his pure-white pupils reflecting distant bloody battles. The faces of the human Law Realm Saints and Supremes shifted subtly.
They all understood.
This was Han Supreme's unique state, a power akin to a supernatural ability.
That's right.