Fist met fist without the slightest flourish, a purely physical clash of sheer might. Between mighty ones, the mighty fell and the mightier triumphed...
The attendant accompanying Charming Rakshasa was evidently a renowned powerhouse within Luohu City, an Immortal-Demon level existence who was a globally celebrated expert. Yet Zhuge Xiang, though merely at the eighth layer of the Great Accomplishment Stage, radiated a chilling aura that completely defied measurement by his cultivation level. In a direct head-on collision between the two, who on earth would emerge victorious?
Inside the grand hall of the Demon Eye Organization, everyone stared intently at the struggle between Zhuge Xiang and the Immortal-Demon expert to see who was stronger and who was weaker, even Wu Xuefei wearing a look of faint concern.
Although Zhuge Xiang's reputation in the Cultivation World was resounding and he was even hailed as the number one expert, that was merely the Cultivation World after all, whereas this was the Demon Realm.
However, Wu Xuefei's concern was clearly superfluous. Wu Xuefei had never witnessed Zhuge Xiang's true strength; otherwise, if Mo Lingna were here, as long as the thirteen Great Emperors of the Demon Realm did not personally make a move, Mo Lingna would not feel the slightest worry for Zhuge Xiang.
With a single punch, a faint bovine bellow could be heard. Amidst the deep, resonant sound, Zhuge Xiang's physical body gave an impression of infinite power. Zhuge Xiang remained rooted to the spot like a giant pine, utterly unmoving, yet the Immortal-Demon expert who had traded blows with him let out a miserable shriek, his physical body blasted directly backward through the air to crash onto the ground. At the corners of his mouth, fresh blood streamed as he stared at Zhuge Xiang in sheer horror.
*Hisst, what terrifying