The Twelve Earthly Branches

After dozens of rounds, Minghe stopped pulling his punches. As a powerful momentum suddenly soared into the sky, the wind and clouds instantly changed their colors in the Starry Sky, and the universe was awash with endless Vital Force of Destruction. Minghe totally changed his temperament. At a quick glance, he could only see destruction and killing, as if he were born for this.

This was the Rakshasa. Even if he did not show the Real Body of the Rakshasa, the rampant vital force was enough to display his status. At the moment, he chopped again with a stronger power than before. Hongjun brandished his sword to resist Minghe, but he was repelled. Hongjun was a little surprised at the powerful strength, especially the violent vital force, which was comparable to that of experts at the Late Stage of the Fate Realm.