Boom!
With a single punch, scorching heat erupted and endless light blasted forth, tearing apart the dark vacuum.
In just one strike, the dark astral winds dancing wildly through the air like frenzied demons were instantly shattered. Under the incineration of the Hell Golden Crow Flame, even those astral winds were swiftly purified into nothingness.
Black Wind Old Demon, too, could not withstand this blow. It was sent flying in an instant, terrifying mana penetrating its organs and leaving its body injured as it coughed up blood.
"Impossible."
A trace of blood seeped from the corner of Black Wind Old Demon's mouth as it stared at Xia Ping in horror. "You're merely a junior at the Return to Truth Realm. How can your mana be so profound? It even surpasses mine, a great power at the peak of the Dharma Manifestation Realm. Just who are you?"
For the first time, it doubted Xia Ping's origins. To possess such strength while only at the Return to Truth Realm—was he a descendant of one of those King Demon Races, or the descendant of some divine beast?!
"Why don't you go ask Yama?"
Xia Ping closed in, giving Black Wind Old Demon no chance at all. His fist was like a blazing great sun, containing supreme heat, as though he had clenched a sun in his hand and unleashed boundless radiance.
His entire body seemed to transform into endless flames, burning through the void. Every wisp of fire that fell to the ground burned the earth until it collapsed, leaving behind one shocking crater after another.
Within the depths of every flame was even a Golden Crow rune, exuding an eternal, indestructible aura.
Had the Infinite Space Formation of the Mountain River Bead not sealed off the surroundings and isolated the outside world,