Chapter 900 Clash with the Ancestor

Marcus Crawley had seen his share of bizarre stuff in his life. But nothing—absolutely nothing—came close to this. He was staring at a monster so terrifying it didn’t feel real.
Of course, Marcus was a royal-level fighter. Fear wasn’t in his vocabulary. And right now, he believed the Ancestor had to die. If not, that thing would get out and butcher countless people. Marcus couldn’t let that happen.
He lunged forward and blasted out the Iron God Fist. A thunderous bang. The Ancestor staggered back several steps on the spot! But it was only a retreat. No real damage. That alone made Marcus blink. With his current strength, blowing someone up was no big deal. Yet he couldn’t blow up the Ancestor.