Boom!
Broken stones flew everywhere.
Liu Cang struggled out of the rubble in a sorry state, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. Lingering fear filled his heart.
That Black Wind Heavenly Flame was terrifyingly powerful.
He glanced at the battlefield ahead, ravaged by howling black gales. A flicker passed through Liu Cang's eyes, and he suddenly turned to flee.
"Scum of the Heavenly Nether Sect, where do you think you're going? Abandoning your subordinates to save your own life—you call yourself a deputy sect master? What a joke!"
A streak of golden light flashed over. The golden giant sneered and threw a punch.
"Bastard!"
Liu Cang could only turn around helplessly. Stamping his foot against the ground, his figure flickered like a ghost, and he appeared before the golden giant. He clenched his fist and struck out.
Great Nether Dragon Fist!
A massive black dragon appeared and charged forward.
As long as I withstand this attack, I'll seize the chance to escape!
The golden giant slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of indifferent golden eyes carrying a faint hint of mockery. His enormous fist, seemingly forged from gold, punched out without any flourish.
Boom!
Energy-filled winds surged out like a tidal wave.
Pfft—
Liu Cang spat blood again and staggered back, disbelief written across his face.
How could he be this strong?!
"Hmph!"
The golden giant snorted. He had long detested the Heavenly Nether Sect. Ever since he had first arrived in the Central Plains, he had formed a grudge with the Profound Nether Sect, a subordinate sect of the Heavenly Nether Sect.
After beating the young ones, the old ones came looking for trouble. They were truly endlessly irritating.
Since he had encountered them today, he would vent the resentment in his heart no matter