"Wang Longyan!"
Profound Qi swelled throughout Liu Zhide's body, veins bulging across his aged face one by one. His expression was savage and terrifying as he roared madly.
It seemed that only through such howling could he drive away the boundless terror Wang Longyan had brought him.
His Spiritual Sense had almost merged as one with the Purple Gold Bowl, suspending it in the air above his head as Profound Qi poured madly into it along the paths of his Spiritual Sense.
"Buzzz!~~~"
As the Purple Gold Bowl spun and trembled violently, it let out a deep, heavy chime like the tolling of bells and drums, making hearts quiver.
At the same time, thick purple light cascaded down like a Daughter of Heaven scattering flowers, shrouding his body and condensing into a thick protective shield like a purple eggshell.
"I'll wipe out your entire clan!"
Liu Zhide roared furiously, pouring the strength of his entire life into a punch aimed at Wang Longyan. Purple radiance filled his fist, as though a mass of purple flame were blazing fiercely upon it, destroying all in its path.
The force of the punch was majestic and overwhelming, like mountains collapsing and earth splitting apart. The trembling air erupted in a deafening blast.
A punch containing the power of his entire life actually possessed such might.
Even Ancestor Longyan's expression grew solemn. She had to admit that for Liu Zhide, a Rogue Cultivator by birth, to climb step by step to where he was today, he could not possibly be an ordinary man.
Had he been born into a Profound Martial Aristocratic Clan, his achievements would likely have gone far beyond this.
But what sort of person was Wang Longyan? She had awakened a strand of Yuanshui Bloodline at birth, attained the Spirit Platform