"This junior's endurance is far too strong. Even an Ancient Human at the same realm probably couldn't have lasted this long..."
Unable to win after such a prolonged battle, the man was growing deeply agitated.
His chest heaved violently. The black flames dancing over his body grew increasingly unstable, their spectral green edges flickering as though they might go out at any moment.
The strain of the seventh of the Nine Netherworld Turns had begun to backlash against his flesh. Every punch sent a fine, aching pain through the depths of his bones.
He glanced up at the Primordial Yin-Yang Mountain fragment. It was still contending with the Primal Magnetism Ren Mountain Replica, but it had already fallen behind.
Invisible magnetic force suppressed and tugged at its black and red light bit by bit. The patterns on the fragment's surface flickered erratically as it was forced onto the defensive.
"I'm going all out!"
A vicious gleam flashed through the man's eyes.
He gritted his teeth, his body turning into a streak of black light, and suddenly appeared before the Primal Magnetism Ren Mountain Replica.
Without the slightest hesitation, the man unleashed a fierce punch.
Boom!
The punch struck the body of the Primal Magnetism Ren Mountain Replica squarely. The little black mountain shuddered violently and flickered, then the entire mountain was sent flying by the sheer force of the blow.
It became a streak of black light, tumbling through the air before swiftly shrinking into a tiny black speck and vanishing into the horizon.
"You-"
Chen Changming was furious at the sight.
The corner of his mouth twitched hard, and anger rose in his eyes.
This Ancient Ghost had no sense of fair play!
The spirit mountains had been fighting each other, while the Ancient Ghost and he had been