Wang Longhu struck after the other, launching a high kick that directly hit the opponent’s chest.
As they say, the hands are two gates, all depends on the legs for striking.
The power of the kick was terrifying, especially considering Wang Longhu’s exceptional strength of 20.00.
When his foot landed on the chest, the opponent’s ribs instantly broke, with the force pouring inward.
The heart couldn’t withstand the massive foot force and exploded on the spot, utterly shattered.
Inner strength continued to flow out from the back, snapping the entire spine.
Under Wang Longhu’s foot, a person over 100 pounds flew seven or eight meters away, as if light as a soccer ball.
He slammed into the rock wall, his head shattered all over the ground.
The consecutive deaths of three people seemed to make the remaining mysterious figures realize Wang Longhu’s strength, even if they sacrificed their lives here.
They probably couldn’t kill Wang Longhu and his companion, only leaving with resentment.
As the sound of footsteps nearby grew faint, Wang Longhu guessed that this group should have moved away from his vicinity.
"It’s over." Wang Longhu withdrew his hand, swinging a slap.
A strong gust of wind roared out immediately, dispersing nearby dust, making sight possible.
"People live in this underground?" Zhang Yuanying couldn’t help but wonder, seeing the dead men killed by Wang Longhu.
The deceased were dressed in animal skins, with pale faces resembling primitive people.
Wang Longhu walked up, lifted the clothing of the dead, and soon found powder packs, talismans, and Eight Trigrams-like items inside.
They seemed like mages, piquing Wang Longhu’s curiosity.
He recalled the illusion he experienced when he landed by the pool earlier, suggesting the inhabitants here probably mastered some mystic techniques.
Jiang Tianzhen ran excitedly on the mountain path, shooting at the rushing figure grass dolls with Gang Swords.
Though slightly pale, each Gang Sword he fired was filled with vigorous Gang Qi, undiminished in power.
Soon after passing through a cave entrance, the scene before Jiang Tianzhen opened up brightly.
A spacious mountain belly welcomed him, lush with greenery, purifying the air compared to outside.
There was a clear pond here, with an abyssal bottom, seemingly hiding an underwater passage.
Beside the pond stood a naturally formed three-tier stone platform.
Currently, an elderly man wrapped in animal skins sat atop, while next to him, an ancient eunuch dressed in ancient Central Plains attire reverently conversed with him unknownly.
As Jiang Tianzhen intruded, both the old man and eunuch looked over in surprise.
For many years, aside from the eunuch, no outsiders had entered here.
Upon seeing the intruder’s appearance, the old man roared in intense anger, "Jiang Tianzhen!" The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the novel-fire.ɴet
The eunuch trembled, his head shrank, face pale as death, "Why, why was the Supreme Emperor released, what is Jiang Xuanhe thinking?"
Upon hearing his name called, Jiang Tianzhen instinctively looked over, furrowing his brow upon seeing the eunuch’s figure, "Jinbao Eunuch? Why are you here?"
During Jiang Tianzhen’s tenure as the White Lotus Saint Emperor, he had three eunuchs under his command, conveying his decrees.
Known as Jinbao Eunuch, Yinbao Eunuch, and Tongbao Eunuch.
Back then, during the Li family’s rebellion and White Lotus Society’s civil strife, Yinbao Eunuch and Tongbao Eunuch were killed by Li family kin.
Later, when Jiang Tianzhen practiced martial arts, Jiang Xuanhe led a sneak attack, with neither interference nor warning.
Imprisoned in a level 10 containment for years, Jiang Tianzhen pondered, deciding Jinbao Eunuch betrayed him, siding with Jiang Xuanhe’s faction.
Without his inside and outside collaboration, Jiang Xuanhe shouldn’t have easily invaded his training room.
Enemies meeting heightened enmity, Jiang Tianzhen charged ahead at Jinbao Eunuch, wielding dual fingers as a sword to end the eunuch’s life.
The eunuch, knowing he’s no match for Jiang Tianzhen, quickly hid behind the mysterious elder.
Facing Jiang Tianzhen’s sword fingers, the elder rasped with a cold grin, "Jiang Tianzhen, after years apart, you’re still domineering."
The elder extended a claw-like hand, colliding with Jiang Tianzhen’s sword fingers.
Both released Gang Qi, both profound, Jiang Tianzhen’s expression changed, sent flying backward instantly.
The elder’s situation wasn’t much better, with the stone platform beneath him cracking and sinking over half a meter deep.
"You’re...Li Qionghao!"
Landing, Jiang Tianzhen sensed familiar Gang Qi, gasping in disbelief.
"Hahaha! Jiang Tianzhen, searching high and low, finding doesn’t require effort, our past grudges shall be resolved today!"
Li Qionghao’s animal skin wrapping shattered, his animal skin mask slowly removed by his skeletal hand.
Revealing handsome features beneath.
Though wrinkles flooded his face now, skin weathered and harsh-stricken, it’s evident Li Qionghao was once a strikingly handsome young man.