"Who exactly are you?" the Old Drunkard shouted.

"A Heavenly Demon at the Ninth Heaven of the Heavenly Gang Realm is nothing special!" Lu Ren leaped into the air, his body like a streak of light, and in an instant, he appeared above the Old Drunkard, delivering another palm strike.

Boom!

This time, the Old Drunkard didn't dare to confront it head-on. He retreated rapidly, but was still battered by the residual force of the palm strike, leaving him bloodied and his body twisted. One of the fleshy wings on his back was also torn apart.