The tall man's punch landed on Liu Mang's palm, feeling like it hit cotton, without any force behind it.
But the next second, a tremendous force burst from Liu Mang's palm, sending him flying back.
Far from being able to take down Liu Mang, the tall man was instead hurled back, covered in dirt and grime, his previous contempt now withdrawn. He pulled out a half-meter long, azure-colored blade and once again charged at Liu Mang.
The two Dragon Souls within Liu Mang's body constantly intertwined, exuding a domineering aura, continuously refining his body, as his cultivation strength kept enhancing, striving for higher levels.
Liu Mang was well aware of the cultivation ranks within the mystic sects, with Mortal Realm being the lowest, a realm to which he belonged. He was now striving to break through to a stronger realm, reaching the Transcendent Realm.
