"Panwu Fist... Imperial Fist Manual... Devil-Subduing!"
Facing an even sharper slash, Xiao Ying no longer dodged. Instead, he halted, clenched his right fist, and punched...
At the same time, a thunder bamboo glowing with brilliant purple light appeared in his left hand...
Beneath the vast, majestic might of heavenly destruction, Xiao Ying no longer dodged or retreated. He stood proudly in midair and threw a punch, looking like an ant swinging its fist at the heavens. Yet that simple punch raised his presence higher than the heavens, giving him the majesty of an emperor who "looked down upon all living beings, making gods and devils retreat," and the authority to make all devils submit the moment he appeared.
The boundless devilish might filling heaven and earth was like foam. Xiao Ying, whose tiny figure seemed as lowly as an ant, scattered more than half of it with a single punch, stripping it of its power to intimidate and lock onto him. Even the terrifying lotus that blotted out the sky and sun and had locked onto Xiao Ying shuddered in midair, abruptly shrinking countless times over, its devilish might greatly diminished.
"Hm?!"
Luo Mo, who had been excited and exhilarated as his devilish might surged, felt his heart tighten in alarm and disbelief.
The World-Destroying Demon Canon, combined with the World-Destroying Black Lotus and the scene of destruction before him, had given him every advantage of timing, terrain, and support. His devilish might had surged unstoppably, allowing him to shake even the great formation assembled by the Great Huan Immortal Guards.
Now, however, Xiao Ying had shaken the World-Destroying Black Lotus and its world-destroying might with one punch. Did that not mean Xiao Ying's single punch rivaled a great formation assembled by more than a thousand Great Huan Immortal Guards?!