Explosion Power, Super Old Thanos

[Author's note: Time was tight last night, and the more I read what I'd written, the more wrong it felt. Around ten today, I revised the previous two chapters. If the plot doesn't line up or feels repetitive, you can reread the previous two chapters. This note does not count toward the chapter's word count.]

Lin Feng kicked Old Thanos again and again.

Every kick carried the force to tear space apart.

Ghost Rider watched from the side, frightened out of his wits, and did not dare step forward to help Thanos at all.

His master, Thanos, the tyrant who had dominated the universe for so many years, had almost never seen a scene like this.

From the very beginning, Thanos had been pinned down and beaten by Lin Feng.

Instinctively, Ghost Rider felt that his master would lose.

But then Ghost Rider remembered that his master had obtained that thing, and he felt a little more reassured.

At the very least, Thanos had not taken that thing out yet.

"Blargh!"

No matter what Ghost Rider thought, Old Thanos, who had suffered a barrage of attacks, spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Fast—too fast. Lin Feng's control over his aura was exceptionally subtle. Whenever he used Instant Transmission, Old Thanos could not track him at all.

He had no idea which direction Lin Feng would appear from in the next second.

By the time he saw Lin Feng, it was already too late to defend himself.

Even though Old Thanos had continued absorbing the power of various universes over the past few years, there was still a considerable gap between him and Lin Feng.

"I never expected you to grow this quickly..." Old Thanos muttered as he wiped the dark purple blood from the corner of his mouth.

His