Gu Qingshan let out a furious roar.
The dusky radiance of the Six Paths' origin vanished from his body.
The flames burning on the Animal Skin Gauntlets seemed to be stirred by some force, suddenly contracting into a ball of dazzling light.
At this moment, the Apocalypse Monster was still dozens of miles away.
From afar, Gu Qingshan threw a punch.
--He put every last ounce of strength into it, slamming his fist hard into empty space.
In an instant, the wails of billions of souls abruptly ceased.
Hundreds of yards away, the Apocalypse Monster froze in place, one foot raised mid-stride.
It had stopped.
The souls clinging to its body had also fallen into a daze.
One breath passed.
The monster, charged with the mission of destroying everything, still did not move.
Only the wind howled between heaven and earth.
Gu Qingshan lowered his fist and hovered in midair.
--This was the first punch of "Buzhou Fist": Mountain Puppet.
"Mountain Puppet, the Mind Shattering Fist. Once released, it ignores the distance between you and your target. Anyone struck will have their thoughts shattered, every notion reduced to a blank."
"Unless they are harmed, this state will last ten breaths. After ten breaths, the target will awaken as if from a dream."
With just one punch, the Apocalypse Monster and the billions of souls within it had been stripped of all thought.
This first punch alone had shown Gu Qingshan what could truly be called the secret art of the Six Paths of Reincarnation!
By now, everyone on the city wall had seen what was happening.
Cheers erupted across the wall.
Li Qiuyu was frantic with fear. "Hurry! While it's like this, hit it, Third Son!"
Li Chundao tossed aside his saber, cupped his hands around his mouth, and blew