Chapter 545

"It is I—though how might you address me?" With a single glance, Luo Fu recognized the giant ax-wielding man's origin.

Yet Luo Fu did not expose him; instead, he asked gently about the giant's identity.

"To subdue the Buddha before Saint Zhunti's face—you have great audacity."

The giant hefted his massive ax and spoke with a hint of praise.

But his tone shifted sharply, turning vicious.

"You've subdued the Buddha—your strength is indeed formidable. But the Netherworld is no place for anyone to run wild."

"You jest, sir. I sincerely wish to pay respects to Pingxin Niangniang."

Luo Fu replied without changing his tone.

He had long since confirmed the giant's identity.

He was relatively courteous toward Sister Houtu's subordinates.

"Enough talk. If you want to come here and cause trouble, first ask my ax."

The burly giant paid no heed to Luo Fu's explanation, continuing as if speaking to himself.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than he swung his ax straight at Luo Fu.

Knew it would be like this—Luo Fu's eyes flickered with resignation.

From the moment the giant appeared, he had already foreseen this.

"The Wu clan are the Wu clan—even fallen, their warlike temper remains."

Yes!

The giant before him was indeed of the Wu clan.

The Primordial World was currently in the midst of the Wu-Yao War, at its peak.

The Wu clan of the Journey to the West World was different—they had endured the Wu-Yao War, the reigns of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, and the Divine War.

Once lords of the earth, the Wu clan had long since declined.

Now, the Wu clan had vanished entirely from the Three Realms.

Luo Fu had never expected to see a Wu clan member in Gai Jiuyou's Netherworld.

Yet this was not surprising.

Pingxin Niangniang was born from the Primordial Wu, Sister Houtu.

Gai Jiuyou's Netherworld, in a sense, could be considered the Wu clan's last refuge.

Given the current state of the Three Realms, the only place left for the Wu clan to survive was Gai Jiuyou's Netherworld.

Facing the ax hurtling toward him, Luo Fu did not dodge—he raised his right hand and flicked his finger at the ax.

Clang!

Boom!

A resonant clang rang out as the giant's ax struck Luo Fu's fingertip.

The force of the ax struck Luo Fu's finger like mud sinking into the sea—producing no ripple.

Then, a tremendous force suddenly surged from Luo Fu's finger into the ax.

Under this force, the burly giant was flung backward dozens of meters before landing hard and steadying himself.

"Incredible physical strength!"

The giant's eyes gleamed with sharp interest.

His perception was keen—he saw clearly that Luo Fu's move had used no magic power whatsoever, only pure physical force.

The giant had not exerted much strength in that ax strike.

Yet the Wu clan's greatest strength was their body—even without full power, his ax could not be stopped by just anyone's flesh.

This time, the giant was thoroughly intrigued.

Originally, he had merely been bored and wanted to spar casually with Luo Fu.

He knew Luo Fu excelled in the mysteries of the Dao.

Opponents skilled in Daoic subtleties were something the giant disliked.

But Gai Jiuyou's Netherworld was too desolate—ordinary days brought no one to see.

Pingxin Niangniang had repeatedly forbidden them to leave the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

So the giant had not faced a worthy opponent in many years.

Luo Fu had subdued the Buddha—his strength was certainly formidable.

Facing such an opponent, the giant, long pent-up, could no longer hold back.

Of course, Luo Fu was Pingxin Niangniang's guest—the giant held deep respect.

That ax strike had merely been a greeting.

Whether to truly fight would depend on Luo Fu's will.

After all, if Luo Fu was determined not to fight, the giant had no way to force him.

But Luo Fu had met his attack with pure physical force.

That meant Luo Fu was willing to spar.

Even if Luo Fu had no such intention, the giant would pretend this was what it meant.

Opponents skilled in physical combat were the giant's favorites.

The Wu clan excelled in physical power and loved nothing more than fists meeting flesh.

"Your eyesight is sharp. Since you wish to spar, I won't hold back."

The moment he steadied himself, the giant spoke eagerly, emphasizing the word "spar" to define the nature of their clash.

Boom!

Without giving Luo Fu a chance to speak, the burly giant erupted with the power within his body, a formidable aura surging forth from his frame.

As his strength exploded, the burly giant's flesh began to swell.

In little more than an instant, the burly giant swelled hundreds of times, transforming into a towering giant, and the axe in his hands also grew hundreds of times larger with him.

Fight!

Roar!

The burly giant roared, gripping the massive axe with both hands, radiating terrifying battle intent; his colossal arms bulged with muscle as he brought the axe crashing down directly at Luo Fu.

This axe strike, the burly giant did not hold back one bit.

Tearing!

Boom—

Terrifying force transmitted through his arms into the axe; the axe, swollen hundreds of times and now the size of a small mountain, ripped through the surrounding icy air, roaring with immense power as it slammed toward Luo Fu.

"Ah! The Wu clan truly are all battle maniacs."

Luo Fu let out a faint sigh, raising his right hand once more, lifting it slightly upward to meet the descending axe.

The Wu clan excels in physicality; their strength is extraordinarily terrifying. This burly giant before him was clearly no ordinary Wu clan warrior.

With a full-power strike, even a great mountain would be split in two.

Yet this power meant nothing at all to Luo Fu.