Crimson Cape's warehouse district had escaped the Clown Dragon's fiery breath, so it was still relatively intact.
With a thunderous crash, the wall ahead was smashed down.
Miao Mu stopped and looked at Spawn blocking his path, the corner of his mouth twitching unnaturally.
"Hand it over." Spawn held out his hand.
Seeing the ghostly green glow in his eyes, Miao Mu reached back and gripped the Spear of Destiny at his waist, hesitating for a moment.
"Impossible. I still need to survive in Gotham, so I can't give this to you. Besides, Malebolgia coming out of Hell won't do you any good either."
"Hand it over!" Spawn roared, the ghostly green light in his eyes nearly bursting into flames. He could not defy the contract's command.
"In your dreams!" Miao Mu charged straight at him and opened with his full-strength trump card. His fist carried rippling qi as it slammed directly into Spawn's chest.
Mountain-Crossing Bull Strike, Qi Rush!
Ever since obtaining Bronze Tiger's secret manual of insights, Miao Mu had not slacked off in the slightest. He had only been lacking that final push.
With Bronze Tiger's guidance, Miao Mu could not reach the realm where all things possessed qi, but he could still attach qi to his attacks and strike directly at an opponent's internal organs.
Take this Mountain-Crossing Bull Strike. It struck straight at the heart; against an ordinary person, it could shatter their heart.
But the feeling was wrong. Miao Mu knew what Spawn's body was like: a living corpse. To him, internal organs were merely part of what marked him as human.
He had not expected to deal much damage to Spawn, but after the punch connected, something definitely felt off. It was as though his fist had been wrapped in a layer of