Huang Ji bent down and felt Kuchi's severed neck. No one noticed the blood and flesh on his palm quickly seeping into it until nothing remained.
"Are you coming with me, or fighting on your own?" Huang Ji asked, looking at several scattered groups of warhorses in the distance.
Even cars were prohibited on Saint Qing Island. Horse-drawn carriages were the most common means of transportation.
Earlier, Carmen had driven a team of warhorses to escort the sacred relic into the venue.
Now that war had broken out, hundreds of warhorses had scattered in every direction.
Saiyid followed Huang Ji, then suddenly froze. "Wait... how are you so strong?"
Huang Ji was absurdly powerful. Saiyid had never even heard of either his earlier Electric Light Fist or the mysterious, soft palm technique he had just used.
And the strength needed to send Kuchi flying with one punch was no small matter.
Huang Ji's sudden display of astonishing power left Saiyid feeling as though time and space had gone awry.
Huang Ji offered no explanation. He caught up with a warhorse and mounted it.
In the distance, Luo Yan came racing over with a squad. Beside him was a towering, heavily bearded man, two meters forty tall and built like an iron tower.
"Hua Ji, you finally couldn't resist showing your true strength!" Luo Yan said with a smile.
Of course Luo Yan knew how powerful Huang Ji was. He had been on the receiving end of a beating.
With the Benben Stone problem resolved, Luo Yan had immediately headed back toward the Supreme Platform. On the way, he had seen Huang Ji unleash that astonishing burst of electricity and defeat Kuchi in one move, so he came over to ask Huang Ji to join him.
"His true strength?" Saiyid was