Andrew was startled and immediately sensed an indescribable, sinister force heading toward his heart. His first instinct was to immediately activate the totem power on his chest.

Unknown to others, beneath his clothes, the Blood-Eyed Black Dragon tattoo suddenly lit up. Then, that sinister force rushing toward Andrew's heart was expelled. Aside from a trace of blood leaking from the corner of his mouth, he was virtually unharmed.

"Huh?" Julius' brow furrowed even deeper.

He did not understand why Andrew could withstand his long-distance pressure. After all, he was not even a martial emperor yet. Even if he were a martial emperor like Damon or Titus, they absolutely would not be able to resist his peak martial god attack.

Although it was just a casual strike, the power of a peak martial god was still undeniable. In his eyes, martial emperors were like toddlers facing a tiger, completely defenseless.

With a cold snort, Julius was about to strike a second time. Damon and Titus we