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Might of a Single Strike, Smashed into Pulp

Facing the flame giant ball resembling the scorching sun, Su Yang showed no signs of fear. Within this three-year span, this single strike contained too many emotions, encompassing all the power Su Yang could unleash within himself – the boiling Supreme Blood, the surrounding Qi of Three Mysteries, and the surging Grand Battle Divine Skill. All the grievances with the Wang family were condensed into this one strike. How could Su Yang be afraid? Why should he be afraid?

When the solid staff silhouette in the void solidly struck the fireball, the tremendous force of impact swallowed Su Yang's entire body into the fiery sphere.

Seeing this scene, Wang Yiyi finally burst into maniacal laughter, "Hahaha, Su Yang, you're too arrogant. Do you think you can contend with me? Do you think I love you? You are no longer the Su Yang from years ago; you are just a blood slave I've kept for three years. You worthless trash! You should have gone to hell long ago."