Five years ago, in the bloody Caribbean Sea, Lin Zhijie punched through nine fallen angel mercenary groups alone. Wherever his fist passed, twelve war machines turned into scrap iron wreckage. When dawn pierced the eternal night, the leader of the Dragon Soul Group, who was listed as "force majeure" by the Pentagon, pulled eight stunning Shura girls to escape into the Suzhou-Hangzhou Painted Boat.
Who would have thought that Jianghu would never grow old! The bronze bird tower of the thousand-year-old ancient martial arts sect wakes up at the bottom of the West Lake. The scarlet pupils of the genetically modified people reflect the Qiantang tide, and the bone wings of the alien creatures tear through the neon lights of the skyscrapers. When the incendiary bomb smashed the carved window, Lin Zhijie held the falling Pipa Lady with one hand, and his fist bones ignited the sky-burning fire——
Crazy fists rise and fall, mountains and rivers are recast! Let's see how the killing god of the world tore apart the eight wastelands with his fist, and caused a bloody trail in this foreign land ten miles away!
