The six were all Nascent Soul Cultivators, combining their strength.
A heavy punch was thrown directly at Cronos' chest.
"Boom——"
Violent power erupted, sending Cronos' massive body flying backward uncontrollably, pressing the seawater on both sides, raising waves of massive tides.
It flew backward for hundreds of meters before stopping, and Cronos' legs plowed two deep trenches on the seabed.
With one punch, Cronos retreated.
However, the Heavenly Court Gods did not show any joy, but instead became very solemn, their gazes toward Cronos filled with dread.
"Is this guy's body made of steel?"
"Our combined punch from six people couldn't even hurt him a bit?"
The six were incredibly shocked. They were all Nascent Soul Cultivators, capable of rivaling Tenth Grade Mutants, quite strong even in the realm of True Gods!
But even so, their combined attack only forced Cronos to retreat for hundreds of meters!
What kind of formidable body defense was this?
