Kui Leihan was very tall, broad and powerfully built.
If Cao Erzhu counted as a little giant, then Kui Leihan truly deserved to be called the father of giants.
Placed beside Shen Yi to compare height and weight, the two would be hard to distinguish. At a glance, anyone unaware of the truth would only think they were two practitioners of Gu Wu.
Naturally, before such a bull-like, towering frame, Old Uncle's gaunt, headless body reached only his waist and abdomen. It was too frail to withstand a single grip, truly like a chick.
That head-exploding slap was all the more visually shocking.
Though it lacked the mystique of Great Dream of a Thousand Autumns and the splendor of the World-Toppling Sword Bone, face-to-face brawling had its own fierce, flesh-on-flesh savagery.
Especially now that most people had recognized that Old Uncle was, in all likelihood, the Medicine Ancestor.
"Wonderful, it's Ancestor Nian!"
"Just when the Eight Ancestors left, Ancestor Nian appeared. We're saved."
"But what exactly is Old Uncle trying to do? Had He never heard of Kui Leihan's legend? At most, the profound meaning of life can cultivate someone into a healer who saves the dying and heals the wounded. How did He dare rush forward?"
In truth, most people understood that the Medicine Ancestor should not have died so easily.
After all, among the three ancestors beyond the realm earlier, the Medicine Ancestor had not appeared as Old Uncle, but as the human-faced Great World Locust Tree.
When Hua Changdeng sealed himself as an ancestor and the two became one, Bei Huai and the Great World Locust Tree had both briefly entered the stage. It was only after the Eight Ancestors rose that They withdrew again.
At most, what Kui Leihan had blown apart was merely an incarnation.