Han Feng shook his head. "Too weak. Not much of a challenge."
With another thought, the Totem Warrior before him began to swell in size. Its aura surged, and intricate, earth-yellow patterns materialized on its Stone Armor.
An aura as heavy as a mountain and incomparably domineering instantly flooded the entire space.
Peak of Tier Four Late Stage, Temple God Level, Qing Shan·Fury Fist!
It was the same terrifying opponent who had dealt him a major loss, the one whose Divine Soul he had only managed to grievously injure by "grinding" out the fight.
"You're the one." Han Feng's eyes grew sharp.
He had won their previous battle by a stroke of luck, relying on tactics and the unfair advantages of the Sword Tomb Space.
Now, he wanted to test the true limits of his killing power in a straightforward fight.
'Divine Power Module, activate!'
'Target: Three-Inch Heart Sword!'
'Energy Input: Sixty-five thousand, four hundred threads of Sword Aura!'
BOOM!
