“Die!”

In the Fengdu City space, a great sun hung high in the air as Meng Jingzhou broke through mid-battle. His fist techniques underwent a complete transformation, recreating the ancient unbeatable momentum as he stood supreme. In the clash of fists, he shattered his shadow doppelganger with a single punch.

Countless ghosts that witnessed this scene huddled together and trembled. Meng Jingzhou’s yang energy was so overwhelmingly potent that it was the bane of their existence.

“Finally settled.” Meng Jingzhou wiped the sweat from his brow. Not having an Incipient Dao Fruit is really troublesome. It took me so long just to deal with a single opponent.

“Senior Brother Meng, are you alright?” Man Gu came over to check on him, handing him a towel.

Meng Jingzhou flashed a dashing smile. “What could possibly happen to me? I have no idea what’s going on with Old Lu out there. He’s been gone...