Sha Lu's broken body fell into the sea, but soon, what little remained began to dissolve into mist. It quickly gathered into a human silhouette of fiery red vapor, solidifying at a visible pace and reforming Sha Lu's body within a few breaths.
Compared to his earlier demonic body under Inferno Transformation, however, Sha Lu now looked rather wretched. Half his body still retained its savage, ferocious transformed appearance, while the other half was indescribably shriveled and decayed.
He struggled to rise. The Divine Astral Force within him was already in disarray, his meridians severely damaged, and the power gained by burning his flesh was rapidly fading.
Lin Sheng slowly descended onto the sea, his feet resting on the water as though it were solid ground. Ashfire still blazed around him. Though covered in wounds, his aura remained powerful. Watching Sha Lu struggle to rise, a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes. He had not expected this administrator of the Crimson Prison Society to survive after reaching such a state and taking his full-powered strike head-on.
Surprised though he was, he gave his opponent no chance to struggle. With a single step, he crossed a hundred meters, shooting toward him.
Sha Lu lay sprawled on the sea, panting heavily. The madness in his eyes gradually receded, replaced by profound fear.
He could feel his life force rapidly slipping away. Though the Extradimensional Creature before him was also badly injured, his powers of recovery were terrifying in the extreme. If this continued, Sha Lu would certainly be the one to die.
The threat of death coiled around his heart like an icy venomous snake, chilling him from head to toe.
"Bastard!" Sha Lu said through gritted teeth, a trace of unwillingness flashing through his eyes. "I, Sha Lu, will repay