Chapter 1,215
Dao Lord Taichu spoke coldly.
"Hmph. Since you are Dao Lord Taichu, I cannot allow you to enter Yin Mountain." Qing Lanzhi stared at Dao Lord Taichu. "Next, I will strike with all my strength and show you just how powerful the experts of our Yin Ming Cult truly are!"
"Oh?"
Dao Lord Taichu paused, then sighed softly. "It seems you are determined to court death. Then I will grant your wish!"
Dao Lord Taichu's figure suddenly blurred before vanishing.
Qing Lanzhi's pupils constricted sharply. Dao Lord Taichu had disappeared, yet a hair-raising feeling surged within him. Danger—extreme danger.
Just then, Dao Lord Taichu appeared and launched a punch at him.
Rumble...
Heaven and earth roared. The strike was too fast; Qing Lanzhi only had time to assume a defensive stance before he was instantly blasted hundreds of yards away, smashing through slab after slab of stone before finally crashing into a wall.
The punch was terrifyingly powerful. His entire chest felt as though it were about to explode.
Qing Lanzhi struggled to rise from the rubble. Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, a mad gleam appeared in his eyes.
"You truly are Dao Lord Taichu." Qing Lanzhi grinned savagely. "Good. I have finally encountered someone worthy of my full strength! Dao Lord Taichu, be careful now!"
He spread his arms, and a mass of black mist billowed forth. Within it emerged a hideous monster, a thousand zhang long and entirely black. It had three heads, its body emitting a dark sheen, each of its three faces carrying an eerie, evil aura.
Qing Lanzhi's body also began undergoing a drastic transformation. He grew enormous, his skin becoming jet-black, as though forged from steel, exuding a terrifying metallic texture. His muscles knotted and bulged with explosive