Kangetsu is Dead, Please Burn Paper!

Kangetsu, however, was different. As the direct successor to his only kin—his grandfather, who had practiced the Killing Fist for thirty years—Kangetsu had persevered even in such an environment. The reason he laughed now was that he had transformed the Killing Fist, changing its reliance on killing to a method of cultivation through dietary supplements, much like the three great internal martial arts! He named this new style the God-Killing Fist. It inherited the essence of the Killing Fist while shedding its flaws, and it even allowed for dual-path cultivation!

Thus, the usually cold and taciturn Kangetsu threw his head back and roared with laughter.

But one must never be too arrogant, nor too pretentious!

At that moment, Kangetsu pointed toward the heavens and declared, "I am just that handsome, that cool, and that dashing! Laozi is not as smart as me, Yuanshi is not as noble as me, and Tongtian is not as handsome as me. Zhunti lacks my persistence, Jieyin lacks my willpower, and Nuwa lacks my compassion!"

At that instant, a thunderclap erupted from the sky. Kangetsu had essentially looked down on all the Sages, asserting that he was more powerful than them—was he not courting death? If it had been any of the others, perhaps it would have been fine, but who was Nuwa? She was a woman! The only female Sage. And what are women? Petty creatures; they are narrow-minded!

Upon hearing Kangetsu's words, she flicked her jade hand, summoning a bolt of Creation Divine Lightning to strike him down!

Kangetsu froze as he watched the green divine lightning materialize in the sky, hurtling toward him. He whispered to himself, "As expected, one shouldn't be so smart or handsome. I've surpassed the heavens themselves, and now the heavens can't help but want to finish me off because of my handsomeness!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the Heavenly Dao grew angry as well. What was originally Creation Divine Lightning transformed directly into Chaos Creation Divine Lightning, which then descended straight onto Kangetsu!

The so-called Creation Divine Lightning represented vitality, but life and death are interdependent; an excess of vitality turns into death. That was the power of the Creation Divine Lightning—a tiny spark might grant you eternal youth, but too much would cause you to burst!

That was precisely Kangetsu's situation; at this very moment, he was dead.