Divine Devil Chaos Dance vs. Toad Kung Fu

The sudden loud shout startled everyone, causing a dizzying sensation in their minds. In the next moment, the two individuals who were previously engaged in combat abruptly separated. All eyes turned quickly to Ning Zhihu.

Ning Zhihu's face turned dark, and strange black energy surged around him. His cultivation inexplicably increased:

- Mid-seventh grade!

- High seventh grade!

- Low eighth grade!

- Mid-eighth grade!

He had risen a full grade, a truly mysterious and unpredictable occurrence. What was even more astonishing was the unexpected event unfolding. In the once calm imperial treasury, a strange black whirlwind emerged. A powerful cyclone, akin to the wind preceding a tornado, formed in Ning Zhihu's palms. It roared and, like the offspring of a tornado, continuously condensed the surrounding power. The demonic energy on his body also flowed towards his palms, as if this strike encapsulated his entire cultivation.