Chapter 721 The True Doombringer Fist

• Right then, two raging forces—one gold, one crimson—collided head-on over Crystal Lake, locked in a dead heat. Waves heaved and slammed the levee. Low-lying ground around the lake had long since been smashed through and flooded.
• Under Eric Goodwell and Lance Robinett, the lake water had already been boiled into a heavy fog by their surging vitality energy. The lakebed lay bare—mud and silt laid out in sharp detail.
• “Too…”