Same Origin, Same Blood, Central Province's Arrogance

"Lend a hand?"

Yang Wudi grinned, revealing two rows of stark-white teeth, battle intent burning madly in his eyes.

"Come on," Yang Mie answered, crisp and blunt.

Bang!

Neither of them even used any movement technique or martial skill. Relying purely on the strength of their bodies, they kicked the ground apart beneath their feet at the same time, turning into two afterimages that slammed viciously together.

Their fists met.

A deafening sonic boom exploded over the wasteland. White shockwaves visible to the naked eye spread outward in rings, instantly shaking several nearby boulders weighing tens of thousands of pounds into powder.

Yang Wudi retreated half a step. Yang Mie retreated one step.

"Good lad! That's some strength!"

Yang Wudi burst into laughter, shook out his numbed fist, and the blood and qi throughout his body boiled completely.

He held back no longer, fully unleashing his mid-stage Spirit Transformation cultivation.

Not only that, he even quietly drew in a wisp of Vow Power from the Golden Light Divine Statue in Jade Dragon City.

This pure golden energy covered his fists, making every one of his blows carry a terrifying pressure that seemed to stand above the rules themselves.

"Take this!"

Yang Wudi rose into the air like a meteor falling to earth, both fists smashing toward Yang Mie with a force that could sweep away rotten wood and shatter dead branches.

Facing an attack powerful enough to flatten a city, Yang Mie did not dodge.

He took a deep breath, and the Golden Crow blood and qi inside him circulated wildly.

At the same time, the origin of the ancient Demon Seed that he had completely refined and assimilated into his own nourishment also surged out from the depths of his Dantian.

The pure-yang dark-red blood and qi and the