"Mo Chen... who exactly are you? You've already become the Netherworld Martial Emperor. Why did you come to the Emperor Son Road?"
Countless questions filled Geng Kuangtu's mind.
Only now did he truly realize how terrifying the man called Mo Chen was.
Youming Prefecture might not have ranked second among the prefectures, but the Netherworld Origin was the second-ranked origin.
And Mo Chen's Heaven and Earth Momentum was perfect.
As far as he knew, only Lu Ren had ever connected with perfect Heaven and Earth Momentum in all of Xuanhuang Continent.
"Are you Lu Ren? No... are you Prince Mo Yi?"
A thought flashed through Geng Kuangtu's mind, and horror flooded his face.
Whoosh!
Lu Ren said nothing more. He appeared before Geng Kuangtu in an instant and struck with his palm.
The enormous Divine Stele Palm Strike slammed into Geng Kuangtu's chest.
"No, spare me—"
Geng Kuangtu roared, desperate to beg for mercy. But Lu Ren had put nearly all his strength into the blow. Geng Kuangtu's chest caved in, and his heart shattered.
His voice cut off abruptly. Eyes wide, he stared at Lu Ren in disbelief. He felt the life draining swiftly from his body as boundless fear engulfed him.
He was second on the Young Emperor Ranking, one of the greatest talents the White Tiger Clan had ever produced. Barring disaster, he would surely have become a saint within a thousand years. Yet he was dying on the Emperor Son Road.
How could this happen?
A moment later, darkness swallowed his sight. His consciousness vanished, and his aura faded away.
Lu Ren looked at Geng Kuangtu's corpse, took his Storage Ring, and put the body into the Reincarnation Tower. Without delay, he returned to the Imperial Palace.
Now that he had killed Geng Kuangtu, the Tian