Hmph!
Facing the voice Hidden Person in the shadows, Yan Kuangtu snorted coldly, raised his hand into a fist, and threw a punch.
Power like a falling meteor blasted forth, sweeping away mountains and overturning seas. The air itself let out piercing shrieks as a torrent-like shockwave surged forth!
Boom!
His fist slammed into the empty space ahead.
The space, clearly devoid of anyone, suddenly rippled as though it had been struck. A violent roar erupted, and heaven and earth trembled!
Violent True Essence fluctuations swept outward, snapping the towering Big Trees around them in two!
Not far away, Zhang Huaiyu was forced back several steps once more by the storm of impact!
It was as though a figure had been smashed out of the void.
It flew backward.
Then, that voice rang out again with a chilling sneer:
"Yan Kuangtu, you have neither kinship nor friendship with these people. Why bother standing up for them? Do not lead yourself astray. You are merely at the True Essence Eighth Layer Peak—do you truly think you are that strong?"
"Heh, whether I am strong or weak, I know in my heart! But in all my life, I, Yan Kuangtu, have never raised my fist at the weak!"
Within Yan Kuangtu's pupils, an overbearing intent seemed to blaze forth, burning through the void.
His words rang through the air like clashing gold and iron, each one landing with force.
Without the slightest hesitation, Yan Kuangtu threw a punch at the figure opposite him.
This punch
carried boundless tyranny and heroic spirit. Its Fist Intent soared into the sky, piercing through the Nine Heavens, as if it would smash a great hole through the entire sky vault!
Even from dozens of zhang away, Zhang Huaiyu could feel that overbearing Fist Intent bearing down