As for right now?
Two figures burst through the air, landing on the remaining two mountain tops.
One was Old Ghost Mo Tian, the other was War Devil Wang Yuan!
"Young one, surrender early to spare yourself the pain." Old Ghost Mo Tian spoke with confidence written across his face.
Wang Yuan slowly donned the silver boxing gloves, his eyes drooping, his tone icy.
"Back in the day on the Battle Platform, you suppressed me with Yin Sixiang using your Lifebound Magic Artifact. Today, I shall repay this tenfold, a hundredfold!"
Old Ghost Mo Tian was stunned, having nearly forgotten about it.
Yet Wang Yuan had never forgotten.
After a brief exchange, Wang Yuan made his move.
Stepping through the air, the sound of thunder exploded.
Boom!
In the blink of an eye, he spanned hundreds of feet, crashing down upon Old Ghost Mo Tian.
The swiftness of his actions left many astonished.
Only Luo Chen seemed unsurprised, as if he had anticipated it.
