Ming Huan gave a cold smile.
Although this aura was astonishing beyond measure and had already thoroughly reached the Purple Mansion stage, even stronger than Zuo Qiuhai before him,
he saw it as merely a temporary enhancement brought about by burning one's spirit and essence, unable to last.
He feared it would only last for one strike, and as long as he could withstand this hit, the opponent was not a concern at all.
Then, he controlled the giant puppet, lifting its massive iron fist, and ferociously smashed it towards the giant axe in front.
The intense evil aura stirred up the endless dust around.
Even the countless trees nearby were caught up in the violent wind.
"Alas... Mr. Lu is so unwise, it's not wise to meet force with force like this."
"It's said that Zuo Qiuhai did the same, using the burning of spirit and essence in one strike and still failed to break the opponent's puppet body."
"Now Mr. Lu is probably burning his Essence Blood, we truly have no chance now..."