"Among the younger generation, few can trade blows with me."
"Old Ninth, you can die without regrets."
The Ming King abruptly took a step back.
He gathered his strength.
His right arm blazed with dazzling golden light.
A mysterious pattern faintly appeared behind him.
It resembled ancient Sanskrit.
The whispers of gods and ghosts echoed between heaven and earth.
"This punch of mine can break the sixth awakening."
"Break!"
Boom!
Golden light pierced his body.
A hole was punched through Old Ninth's chest.
At the same time.
A figure appeared behind the Ming King, raising an iron hammer high.
The corners of Old Ninth's mouth lifted in a wicked grin. "You've grown old."
Clang!
The sound of metal striking rang out.
The figure brought the hammer down on the old Ming King's head.
The latter fell into a daze.
His golden body instantly shattered.
Without his golden body's protection, he could no longer contend with Old Ninth.
Earthworm emerged behind him, his face dark.
"Old man, don't keep Xiao Fei waiting too long."
"You... how do you know about my..." The Ming King's body went limp in disbelief.
After forcibly steadying himself, his face filled with unwillingness.
So close.
He had been so close.
Given five more minutes, he could have taken Old Ninth down with him.
"Heaven won't help me..."
The Ming King spat out a mouthful of blood.
He looked at Old Ninth, refusing to accept it. "You..."
The next instant.
The gaping hole in Old Ninth's chest actually began healing rapidly.
New scales grew in place of the broken ones.
The terrifying healing ability left the old man dumbfounded.
"I was just playing with you." Old Ninth grinned. "Did you really think a couple of punches could kill me?"
"Old man, get along with my brother Xiao