Die!
Die!
Die!
In the blink of an eye, Yang An threw over a dozen consecutive punches, completely shattering He Tou's skull and blasting a mangled, bloody crater in Elder Life Crane's chest.
Blood sprayed high into the air, but before it could touch Yang An's body, it was instantly vaporized by the light radiating from within him.
Yang An's face was a mask of crazed savagery as he savored a rush he had never felt before.
'It was a thrill unlike any he'd ever known!'
"You old bastard! Die!"
The final punch landed on Elder Life Crane's skull. He had been unable to dodge the flurry of over a dozen blows, and this one sank deep into his flesh as well.
RRRIP—
Yang An's hand spread open inside the wound, his fingers tearing through the flesh to grip the old man's skull.
In that instant, his entire body erupted in a brilliant, blinding light.
