Ten suns hung high in the sky.
The azure sky gradually turned reddish-brown.
The earth gradually dried up.
The temperature was searing.
On the long street.
"Do you think you're human just because you used human boxing?"
Emperor Bai shouted loudly.
"No, now let me show you the new power I've created by combining the Mysterious with boxing—"
"It doesn't belong to you humans!"
Fist.
Swung.
But then, pale white phantoms burst forth from Emperor Bai's fist, clustered together, swooping down the long street, and headed straight for Wu Xiaode.
Wu Xiaode's expression changed, and he had to dart aside to evade.
However, there were too many of those white clusters.
They whistled towards him like numerous meteors, thick and fast.
Wu Xiaode turned sharply, tracing a "U" shape on the long street, trying to shake off these white shadows.
But the white shadows followed him around the bend and charged at him once again.
Wu Xiaode felt his heart sink.
-—These things can track?
