The Child Elder and Fist God Went Berserk

"Jue Zhi Jie, you bastard! Don't waste your effort. I'll never hand my martial arts over to you!"

Just as Hao Shuai and the others approached the Fist Tomb, a thunderous roar erupted from within.

"What powerful energy!" Song Que and the others could tell from the man's voice alone that his strength was certainly no less than Jue Wushen's.

Hao Shuai simply nodded in agreement, then turned to Jue Tian. "Go release Fist God."

Hao Shuai knew exactly what a prison cell smelled like!

He had no intention of going in there himself!

"Huh?" Jue Tian was clearly taken aback. As the young master of Wushen Jue Palace, he knew just how terrifying Fist God was. And now he was being told to go in and release him.

He was afraid!

"Either go in, or die right now! Pick one!"

"Y-yes. I'll go in right away." With no choice, Jue Tian could only head into the Fist Tomb, trembling.

Only a short while later, a deafening BOOM! shook the mountain and ground.

The Fist Tomb split apart, and a burly old man, towering like a giant and bare-chested, burst out like a tiger from its cage. He strode over the rubble with Jue Tian in his grasp.

"Hahaha! I'm finally out!" Fist God threw his head back and laughed. "Jue Zhi Jie, you just wait. I'll settle the score with you nice and slow!"

With that, Fist God tore Jue Tian apart with his bare hands! Blood and multicolored organs splattered across the ground.

Seeing the revolting scene from nearby, Hao Shuai and the others all grew cold-faced. Luckily, the women who had come with them this time—Dongfang Bai and the others—were ruthless. No, they'd seen plenty of the world and been on battlefields. If Jianning, A'Ke, and the