Zhou Xuchuan was sick of the fact that the bastard's hands wouldn't stop even as he laughed.0

He's so strong it's disgusting.1

While the Sound God had been terrifying in their own right, the Heavenly Demon was on an entirely different level.0

While brute force and his vast qi reserves had been enough to deal with the Sound God's techniques, the Heavenly Demon was a different story. He was exceptional in every way. His physical prowess was unmatched, and his offense and defense were both flawless.0

As expected of Warped Valor.0

It wasn't for nothing that he was in charge of the Dark Heavens Association's strength.0

"Heup!"0

After nearly a thousand blows exchanged between them, Zhou Xuchuan finally spotted a slight opening. Without hesitation, he retracted his sword with the Hundred Divine Transformations and closed the distance between them in one fluid motion.0

This time, his attack wasn’t with his sword—it was a kick.0

He strengthened his thighs with pure force, imbuing weight into them before swinging with all his might, aiming directly for the Heavenly Demon’s ribs.0

Thrum!0

The added weight made it feel like he was swinging a club. His leg, filled with both the physical strength of his muscles and the internal strength of his qi, barreled into the Heavenly Demon.0

Realizing that it would be impossible to dodge, the Heavenly Demon almost reflexively raised his arms vertically and tucked them close to his ribs.0

BANG!0

It wasn’t the usual dull thud of flesh colliding with flesh. Instead, it was a deafening crack, as if a wall had been struck by a massive hammer.0

The impact was too much for...0