The Death of the Pale Abomination, and the Void God

Squelch. The blade tip sank into flesh, piercing through a wound already present on the Pale Abomination.

In that instant, both the sluggish resistance under his hand and the feedback from the Interminable Tribulation Force made Shi Tiexin keenly aware of just how terrifyingly tough the Pale Abomination's body was. No wonder .50-caliber bullets could not inflict sufficient damage. Its flesh was simply too solid.

Once the blade had penetrated half a foot, every further inch became arduous. The three great tribulation powers wreaked havoc wildly, yet they encountered fierce resistance from some force within the Pale Abomination.

The two sides reacted as though hot oil had met water. It was a reaction Shi Tiexin had never seen before, as if they were natural enemies locked in a death struggle.

For the first time, the Pale Abomination let out a shrill scream. Ignoring its other wounds, it began launching frenzied attacks at Shi Tiexin behind it.

No, I can't force it like this.

Shi Tiexin's thoughts raced. The tribulation power in his hand abruptly changed, shifting from wind, fire, and lightning tribulations into wind, water, and lightning tribulations. With water as the main force and wind and lightning as support, the needle-against-wheatpoint hostility immediately vanished. Though it was not as lethal as the fire tribulation, the power of wind, water, and lightning began spreading from the wound like venom.

He withdrew and pulled out his blade just as a massive fleshy arm swept toward him.

A savage sense of power bore down on him. The thought-energy in Shi Tiexin's eyes surged, and under the crushing pressure, his spirit was refined ever further like a piece of stubborn iron.

Whoosh. With Formless Footwork beneath his feet, Shi Tiexin drifted, circled, and spun around the Pale Abomination like a whirlwind. His blade