Surging qi-blood gathered in waves upon both arms.
Green pythons coiled, as Lu Chenzhou raised his fists in a wine-offering gesture, drawing upon the powers of heaven and earth, and smashed down with a thunderous crash.
The momentum of his fists was like the heavens toppling, a full bright moon seeming to descend, its light shining on all sides.
Raise a cup and invite the bright moon, and with the shadow make three of us!
The crushing fist loomed near, Red Shang Ghost King's expression changed drastically.
It clearly hadn't expected that Lu Chenzhou, who had just been blundering about like a headless fly, would now manifest behind it.
"How is that possible?"
Its Ghost Realm, known as [Blood-colored Fog Sea], involved the Laws of Space, able to distort a patch of space.
