The haggard middle-aged man drifted down beyond the gathered demons, frowning as he watched.
He looked hesitant, observing from afar as the Heavenly Demons besieged Meng Qi.
The Heavenly Demons attacked with increasing madness, yet they could not withstand Meng Qi's fists.
His fists were like bronze hammers. As time passed, not only did they show no signs of weakening—
—the bronze hammers seemed to gain more substance, as though growing heavier and more powerful.
Song Zhixia asked, "Is he going to make a move?... Don't tell me he's scared?"
The middle-aged man was wavering, hesitating, as if making an agonizing decision.
Song Lianshuang was also curious to see what he intended to do.
He suddenly raised his head and looked over.
His gaze seemed to cross more than three hundred meters and meet theirs atop the mountain.
Leng Tieya smiled and nodded, expressing goodwill.
The haggard man revealed an awkward, bashful look, nodded, and swiftly turned his gaze away.
His gaze returned to Meng Qi and the others.
Meng Qi was unstoppable, advancing toward the mountaintop beneath the siege of the Heavenly Demons.
One Heavenly Demon after another flew out vomiting blood, while Meng Qi became ever more spirited.
Song Zhixia asked uncertainly, "Second Sister, Meng Qi keeps getting stronger. Could he be about to break through?"
Song Lianshuang lightly furrowed her delicate brows and pondered in silence.
Leng Tieya smiled. "Breaking through in the midst of battle is not so easy."
Song Zhixia asked doubtfully, "Then..."
"Then he must have used a secret art," Song Lianshuang said. "Stimulating his potential and overdrawing his strength."
Leng Tieya nodded.
Super Sensation saw through it all. Though Meng Qi looked full of vigor, growing more energized the longer he fought, his Demonic Essence was actually weakening. He would not be able