That familiar yet strangely unfamiliar figure appeared in his sight once more.
The Ghost Child Clan Ancestor was terrified to his core. Even so, he forced out the last trace of Demon Aura within him and struck toward the fearsome man.
He knew he was no match for him, but one final struggle before death might at least give him a sliver of a chance to survive.
If he gave up and took that punch head-on, he feared he would die on the spot.
Luo Yi neither dodged nor retreated from the mighty palm strike that could have crushed a Floating Island.
A fierce light burned in his eyes. All he wanted was to send this old wretch to his grave with one punch and collect the Energy Points he would leave behind.
The palm strike, surging with terrifying Demon Power, collided with a fist that looked utterly ordinary and carried not a ripple of Spiritual Energy—yet could shatter space with ease.
The expected brief deadlock never came. Nor did the Demon Power-laden palm strike smash through the unremarkable fist.
Instead, that ordinary-looking fist carried a dreadful force that seemed capable of crushing anything.
The instant the two strikes met, the palm strike surging with Demon Power crumbled to dust and vanished.
Even then, the seemingly ordinary fist did not stop. It drove on toward the Ghost Child Clan Ancestor himself.
Boom!
The sound of flesh bursting echoed across the Northern Endless Sea. The Ghost Child Clan Ancestor, who had roamed its waters for over a hundred thousand years, was swept into the dust of history along with his entire clan.
As his flesh exploded, the system Panel appeared before Luo Yi.
``` "Congratulations, host. You have slain the Second-Stage Tribulation Transcendence Heavenly Demon, the Ghost Child Clan Ancestor, and