Faced with Zhong Lin's terrifying punch, Yuan Fei roared to the sky, and the giant ape's phantom behind him unexpectedly merged directly into his body. Immediately, an even more dreadful aura exploded from him, and his flesh grew another meter out of thin air, reaching a height of four meters, resembling the Immortal of Colossal Spirit.
"Is that it? If that's all, then die!"
Zhong Lin snorted coldly, and the "Divine Mountain" formed by his Fist Intent howled out, immediately pressing down on Yuan Fei.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Explosions echoed in the void as Yuan Fei's massive body collided repeatedly with the "Divine Mountain" formed by Zhong Lin. Waves of violent air roared upward from the sky, transforming into endless tornadoes that swept up the sand and dust from the ground.
"Is this... Fist Intent?"
Wan Pu exclaimed, sensing the terrifying Fist Intent of Zhong Lin, his expression changing drastically.
"Retreat, retreat quickly."
