Prolos Dies!

Bang, bang, bang...

Prolos swung his long spear until it became a blur, hammering away endlessly at Chen Mo's head.

Yet.

No matter how he struck, the blows were blocked three meters away from Chen Mo, unable to advance even a fraction of an inch.

"I don't believe it!"

Prolos shouted aloud. Since he could not break through by bludgeoning, he switched to thrusting, sweeping, parrying, lashing, and other tactics.

Aside from loud clashing noises, nothing else happened.

The space within a three-meter radius around Chen Mo seemed to belong to a completely different world from the outside.

The space three meters away was smashed to smithereens by Prolos, while the space within three meters suffered zero impact.

The distant Demon Abyss King also saw that something was wrong, realizing clearly that Chen Mo possessed some immensely mysterious methods.

The other Emperor Grade Fierce Beasts were equally astonished. Prolos's strength was not much different from theirs, yet he could do absolutely nothing against Chen Mo.

This meant Chen Mo was extraordinary and possessed formidable methods.

At the same time, they also felt secretly glad that they had not rushed to show off earlier.

Otherwise, they would have made fools of themselves just like Prolos.

"Prolos! Stop!"

The Demon Abyss King's voice exploded in Prolos's ears, startling him into an abrupt awakening and causing him to instinctively halt his movements.

Before the Demon Abyss King and Prolos could say anything, Chen Mo's voice rang out instead:

"How truly boring! Since you've stopped, it's my turn to attack."

The Major Accomplishment realm of the Space-Time Law played a tremendous role, turning his three-meter radius into an invincible forbidden zone.

As long as the opponent's mastery of the Space-Time Law did not exceed Chen Mo's, they had no way to suppress the three-meter