Boom!
An Upper Ancient Spirit's punch slammed down, hitting Qin Jun in the chest with a terrifying force. Qin Jun plunged downward, smashing the ground so hard that it cracked open. Dust flew, mud and stones shot out in disarray, and his figure instantly vanished from sight.
With their hands shielding against the wild wind, Daji and her three sisters felt unimaginable anxiety and fear. If Nezha and King Huang Feng couldn't withstand a punch from the Upper Ancient Spirit, surely Qin Jun couldn't either.
"How dare you!"
Covered in blood from afar, Nezha flew in again, his three heads and six arms dripping with blood, looking like a demon from the hell of ceaseless torment and striking fear into anyone who saw him.
With a spear thrust that shot forth like a meteor, he pierced through the Upper Ancient Spirit's chest, sparking joy and surprise in Daji and the others.
