"It's over."
His voice calm and indifferent, Lin Sheng looked down at Ao Xuan's faintly trembling body.
Then his massive hand, covered in dark crimson scales, reached out and descended like a demonic hand blotting out the sky.
His survival instincts made Ao Xuan raise both arms to block, but unfortunately, it did him no damn good.
Crack...
The crisp sound of shattering bones rang through the deathly silent canyon.
Ao Xuan screamed as both arms shattered instantly like papier-mâché.
He flew backward like a kite with its string cut and slammed into the Alloy Iron Cage in the center with a heavy boom.
A large section of the cage caved in, its restraining chains rattling.
He struggled to rise, his arms already gone, blood spilling continuously from his mouth and his face as pale as paper.
His eyes brimmed with horror, venomous resentment, and profound fear as he looked at Lin Sheng.
Between Secret Art's backlash and his grievous injuries, he had completely lost his ability to fight.
"Hmm? Still alive?"
Seeing that Ao Xuan still had a breath left, Lin Sheng tilted his head slightly, a flicker of surprise crossing his face.
Then he chuckled and strode forward, his massive figure appearing before Ao Xuan in an instant as he slammed down another palm.
With no ability to resist left, Ao Xuan would certainly be reduced to meat paste by this blow.
But just as that crimson hand was about to land-
Roar-
A low roar suddenly erupted.
The next instant, an enormous beast claw covered in bone spikes emerged from behind Ao Xuan and collided with the crimson hand in a deafening crash.
The two terrifying forces intertwined, seemingly bringing time itself to a momentary standstill.
Lin Sheng's massive body staggered back three steps, each footfall cracking