“The Haotian Fist! It really is you…” A murmuring Miao tilted her head up to watch the terrifying punch descend.

It really was Haotian—Haotian, not the Dao King!

She was entirely too familiar with this punch. It was the signature combat art of Great Emperor Haotian of the primordial world of immortals! Back in the day, this move could sweep the world and vie for dominance with the immortal emperor!

And now she was seeing it again.

Boom!

A stone bridge flashed in front of her and shook as it blocked the harrowing blow. The Bridge of Forgetfulness howled with defiance and trembled all over, brushing off the force that lingered over it.

“Good, good, very good!” The Dao King swept his long sleeves around and brought up Shenyu within them.

Both of them vanished without further ado,...