But what Max didn't realize—what he couldn't have possibly known—was that his fame already spread wide and far in the entire Middle Domain. From the peak powers of the Seven Overlord Forces to the secretive courts of the Four God Nations… from wandering cultivators and ancient reclusive families to academy halls and throne rooms—the name White Death had already spread like wildfire.
In mere hours, stories were retold, recordings were replayed, analysis was done by elders and force masters alike. A masked figure, 1st level of Master Rank, defeating ten Champion Rank 2-star geniuses and old monsters, including some who were considered invincible in their realms.
Defeating them not through tricks or narrow wins—but by crushing them. Effortlessly. Coldly. Without even a pause. The footage of him catching Anya's divine slash with two fingers and reducing her to red particles with a single punch had already been played across hundreds of regions.