Punching Out

At this moment, he looked up at the Divine Wind howling across the sky, only now realizing how laughable his actions had been.

Facing a killing star that had risen and fallen through vicious waves in a sea of blood, he had actually tried to use that trace of blood-borne Baleful Intent to affect his mind. It was laughable in the extreme.

The blood-borne Baleful Intent contained within his Blood Moon probably would not even be enough to fill the gap between that man's teeth.

With that thought, Master of Solitary Moon Mountain reacted swiftly. He immediately formed several hand seals, intending to recall the moon art he had painstakingly condensed and use another method.

Yet before he could complete the spell, a massive hand woven from countless currents of wind stretched from the enormous vortex and seized the Blood Moon in its palm.

"Not good!"

Master of Solitary Moon Mountain's heart jolted, and he immediately summoned all his Spiritual Sense to wrestle with the giant Divine Wind hand.

As the man and hand remained locked in stalemate, the wind vortex gradually revealed its complete form.

Master of Solitary Moon Mountain's eyes widened as he stared at the Ghost King phantom clad in black armor, with a green face and fanged jaws, looking like Yama of the underworld. Fear rose uncontrollably in his heart.

"Ha..."

Then, the green-faced Ghost King opened his mouth and blew out a breath, instantly scattering all of his Spiritual Sense.

Then, with another inhale, it was about to swallow the Blood Moon he had refined with all his painstaking effort.

"Don't even think about it!!"

Master of Solitary Moon Mountain knew full well that this object was tied to his life.

Thus, faced with such circumstances, he simply staked his life on it, throwing both