However, the Bear-Headed Ghost King did not simply sit and await his death.
Upon discovering that Xu Taiping's fist force had pinned his body in place, he first used his ghost power to have Ride the Wind gather a thick wall of wind around himself, then drew the battle intent overhead into his body.
In an instant, within the enormous wind wall over a hundred zhang thick, the Bear-Headed Ghost King's physique abruptly transformed into that of a gigantic bear demon. At the same time, each glossy strand of fur on his body turned a faint purple-gold at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Though the tempering of his blood qi fell short of the Ghost King Qingmian's, his bear-demon-like physique was far stronger than the Ghost King Qingmian's own.
Thus, in terms of physique and the power of qi and blood, the Bear-Headed Ghost King was not necessarily weaker than the Ghost King Qingmian.
The instant his physique transformed, the Bear-Headed Ghost King took a heavy step forward and assumed a fist stance as well.
"Boom!"
Amid the sonic blast stirred up by the power of his qi and blood, the fist aura surrounding the Bear-Headed Ghost King abruptly turned into countless spikes, densely shielding him.
At the same time, a fist intent that made one feel a stabbing pain erupted outward.
From this fist intent alone, it was clear that, in life, the Bear-Headed Ghost King must have been an expert whose cultivation surpassed the Martial God Realm.
"Boom!..."
Almost the very instant the Bear-Headed Ghost King assumed his fist stance.
Xu Taiping had already hurled a punch at him, pressing forward without retreat, bearing an enormous Bull Demon phantom and a vast, majestic fist force like furious waves churning in the sea, as he struck at