Crack, crack, crack…
At the same time, from within the Red Robe Ancestor's body, came the sound of crackling and clattering, like frying beans, bursting one after another.
Feeling the vast power within him, the Red Robe Ancestor's face was full of arrogance.
"What a wonderful feeling, is this the power of the Luotian Realm Peak? It's so immense, much stronger than the late stage! Could it be true, as the rumors say, that the late stage and peak are worlds apart? I didn't believe it before, but seeing it now, I must!" the Red Robe Ancestor said with a sinister smile.
However, the smile on his face quickly vanished, replaced by a trace of madness.
"You little brat, it's all because of you! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been forced to this extent! Tonight, I must ensure you have no resting place even in death!" the Red Robe Ancestor said with a grim face.
Just at this moment, Zhang Xiaohao had already charged forward.
"Creation God Fist!" the Red Robe Ancestor roared.
