Momentum Like a Beam of Light

"Kill me? You overestimate yourself!" despite his words, Patriarch Huyan was actually inwardly shocked. His face was grimmer than ever as he retreated. Then his Cultivation base exploded with full power as he prepared to unleash a divine ability.

"Overestimate myself? Fine, I'll show you what it's like when I overestimate myself!" His voice calm, Meng Hao said, "Fourth Anima!"

A rumbling sound could be heard from his body as he entered the Fourth Anima. His Cultivation base was that of eight great circle Nascent Souls. As for his fleshly body, it had a terrifying power that exceeded that of his original Seventh Anima.

As Meng Hao charged in attack, ghost images sprang up around him. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Patriarch Huyan. He waved his right index finger, causing it to stab onto Patriarch Huyan's upraised right hand. His left hand reached out to push into Patriarch Huyan's chest.