The Primordial Spirit Simulator: Starting as a Magnetic-Field Madman

“Heh, so this is the Northern Emperor of Heaven? What a nag.” [Your words enraged the darkness, and he swung a punch at your head.] [“Ahem, can we make peace?” Bai Wunan tried to surrender to you.] “Make peace? Bai Wunan, are you joking with me? If you really want to surrender, then you’ll have to...” Heavenly Martial Killing Art! Sword of Hell! Sea Tiger Explosive Fist! Whale-Slaying Overlord Fist! Divine-Shattering Thunderclap! ... Get out here, all of you! With the strongest will, I throw a punch at anyone who stands in my way. Weak or strong, it makes no difference: those who block my path can only die. This is my path, Xu Wu’s path: a strong man’s way of staying true to himself.