Chapter 352: A Past Like Smoke, A Feud Deep as Blood

The wind howled across the Golden Summit, a mournful symphony accompanying the tempest of energy brewing between the two figures. There were no more words to be exchanged, only the brutal language of combat. BOOM! Bowen Gellar moved first. He didn't charge; he simply vanished. The air where he stood imploded, and in the next instant, he reappeared before Guo Taozhi, his fist wreathed in a blinding golden flame that seemed to burn the very essence of the world. It was a punch containing the...