Xu Ping'an's aura at this moment was rolling like a massive wave, the terrifying air waves reaching hundreds of meters in height.
Thunder and flames wreathed around his body, making his presence even more violent.
The power emanating from him had reached an explosive extent, and his vast stature imposed an unparalleled sense of oppression.
"Hmph, you think transforming like this will make you a match for me? Ridiculous," Xing Feng said with disdain.
Before the smile on his face could fade, however, it instantly stiffened.
Because he found that Xu Ping'an had appeared in front of him as if a ghostly specter.
"How... is this possible?" Xing Feng exclaimed in shock and horror.
This was on the stairs, where immense Dao Laws' forces pressured down; how could Xu Ping'an possibly move so swiftly?
But there was no time for him to ponder any further, as Xu Ping'an's fist was already hurtling towards him.
With the punch thrown, it pierced through the air, forming a colossal shockwave.
