Chapter 361

A few minutes later, Lixiang opened his eyes, his forehead drenched in sweat. What a terrifying punch. "What's wrong, Master?" Aya didn't see what Lixiang had seen; everything seemed completely normal to her. "Nothing," Lixiang said casually. Yet deep in his heart, a new martial intent had taken root—the Desolate Heaven Divine Fist. That white-robed skeleton must have been the Desolate Heaven Divine Emperor. He hadn't died; he was merely trapped somewhere deep in the ocean. He had passed down the Desolate Heaven Divine Fist to Lixiang, along with his understanding and experience of the technique, as well as instructions on how to use the Desolate Heaven Battle Robe to unleash the true might of the Desolate Heaven Divine Fist.