Everyone knew that Xia Leisheng had made his name through lightning rules and roamed Sunstar unchallenged for years, yet no one had ever known that he also cultivated the flesh rule. He had even touched its origin, and his mastery of it was already no weaker than his mastery of lightning rules.
Prison Demon's hoarse voice also carried a tremor he could not conceal. "Both flesh and lightning... you actually reached this stage in secret..."
For a Wasteland Martial expert, mastering even one rules origin already marked them as a favored child of heaven. Cultivating two origins together was as difficult as ascending to heaven. Across all of Sunstar, few Wasteland Martial experts could accomplish it; it already counted as entering the second realm of Wasteland Martial.
Xia Leisheng slowly opened his eyes. Silver lightning and blood-red light intertwined in their depths, and his imposing aura had already climbed to its peak.
"You two bullied my disciple. Did you really think I had no temper...?"
As his words fell, the sky-obscuring blood-red hand slammed down!
Before the hand even made contact, boundless vitality and pressure enveloped the entire area.
Before this flesh origin, Prison Demon's Inferno Black Flame seemed to have met its nemesis. The formerly raging black flames weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye, their burning power greatly diminished. With a gentle pinch from the blood-red hand, the flame dragons lunging at Xia Leisheng shattered like fragile paper kites, dissolving into scattered sparks.
Kalon's gravity chains were not spared either. Bearing matchless power and covered in lightning glow that filled the sky, the blood-red hand ignored the suppression of the gravity rules and slammed hard against the chains.
Crack! Crack!
Sharp cracks rang out one after another. Under the crushing force of the great flesh hand,