"Zang, be careful! This guy's strength has increased severalfold!"
Struck and sent flying, Luo Hai's forehead was a mess of mangled flesh. Blood flowed unceasingly, staining his eyes and lending them a strange red glow.
The pure white light surged again. The Light Crafting Giant, whose arms had been shattered by Tang Haofei's punch, had them restored within the surging white light. The current Tang Haofei was strong! He might have been the most powerful individual among the five still alive.
However, Luo Hai and Zang were no pushovers either.
Watching Tang Haofei, who was slowly adjusting to his exponentially increased physical strength, Zang took a deep breath. He slowly drew the long sword from his waist and, in a somewhat strange and awkward posture, held it horizontally before his eyes.
"Void Style, Initial Unraveling..."
A fierce aura slowly emanated from Zang's body. Sensing this, Tang Haofei slowly narrowed his eyes.
A trump card, huh...
