Flowing Wind Profound Path

"All right, all right! I surrender, I surrender!"

Just as Zhang Ping was about to press his advantage, Chang Man, who had been smashed into the ground, hurriedly called out.

Zhang Ping stopped, uncertain. "So that counts as one win for me?"

"Yes, you win!"

Chang Man climbed out of the ground, dusted off his animal hide, and spoke with perfect composure.

He sat cross-legged on the ground. "Tell me about the future. Is humanity doing all right?"

"Where I live, things aren't going very well."

Zhang Ping thought for a moment, then returned to his original size and sat down across from Chang Man. He gave him a brief account of the Heavenly Fox's rampage through Mingzhu City.

"Ah, I see. You've all had a hard time."

As Chang Man listened, the smile gradually faded from his face.

He stood. "I don't really understand what this King-level Mutated Beast you mentioned is. But I can show you the power of an Emperor. The next two won't go easy on you like I did!"

As he spoke, he slowly walked forward.

A suit of golden python-hide armor appeared on his body, along with a crocodile hat on his head.

"Watch closely!"

Chang Man glanced at Zhang Ping. That single look left Zhang Ping unable to move.

Then Chang Man raised his spiked club, looked into the distance, and shouted, "World's First All-Fang Style!"

Boom!

He swept his club out, and a golden storm instantly appeared ahead.

Wherever the storm passed, space twisted and lightning flashed amid rolling thunder. Within a few breaths, the earth had been cut into countless small pieces.

Thud!

Chang Man planted his spiked club on the ground, turned back, and grinned. "Remember this well. You might not understand an Emperor's power yet, but remember what you