The starry sky shattered as two powerhouses with over a million combat power clashed, stirring the Technology Starfield. Yet the Technology Starfield showed no reaction whatsoever to Wang Shang's appearance.
Pfft—
Hui Kong spat blood and stared at Wang Shang in shock. He had no idea what had happened just now. How could this be?
Wang Shang looked rather battered too. He stared at Hui Kong in surprise. "I really underestimated you. I never expected there to be a master like you in the Abandoned Land. But against my Wang Family's Sitting Forgetfulness Technique, your defeat is no disgrace. Take me to find that boy—or do you have some connection to him?"
Hui Kong rubbed his bald head. "Go to hell. He's my younger brother." As he spoke, he raised his hands and pressed them down. A golden meteor came crashing down from the starry sky, slamming toward Wang Shang.
Wang Shang sneered. "Pathetic trick." As he spoke, he raised a hand. "Heavenly Blade." A sharp blade arc swept across the sky and cut the meteor apart. But the meteor's force was tremendous; the power of the Heavenly Blade could not prevent Wang Shang from being thrown backward. His internal organs shook, and cracks even appeared on his arm. This was Hui Kong's inherited battle technique, the Golden Meteor. It contained Hui Kong's immense power and was not so easily stopped.
Wang Shang raised his hand again, aiming at Hui Kong. He planned to cripple him first.
The Golden Meteor had a special quality: it could be cultivated. At regular intervals, one could cultivate a golden meteor containing most of one's own strength, and there was no limit to how many one could create.
Hui Kong had spent so many years in the Technology Starfield cultivating golden meteors, always on