Shen Yulin was already prepared to savor the thrill of his prey's ribs snapping one by one and its chest cavity collapsing completely.
That unparalleled thrill always reminded him of his younger days, when he had personally operated a massive shield tunneling machine, charging wildly through the deepest layers of the hardest rock and blasting stone into powder with its high-frequency vibrating excavation system.
It was simply the most wonderful sensation in the world.
Yet the satisfying impact he had anticipated never came.
His fist was like a meteor wrapped in electric arcs, but after tearing through the atmosphere, it plunged headfirst into the deep sea without even stirring a ripple.
Shen Yulin felt as though he had punched cotton, an indescribably awful sensation.
No, not cotton, but steel wrapped around cotton.
His lightning-fast punch had actually been casually caught by the "prey"!
"This—"
Shen Yulin's scalp went numb. He could hardly believe his eyes.
Compared to his grotesquely swollen, enormous, indestructible iron fist, the "prey's" palm was clearly tiny, not even large enough to cover his fist.
Yet the "prey's" slightly sunken palm seemed to have formed a terrifying vortex amid the ebb and flow of Spiritual Energy, firmly sucking in his fist.
No matter how his veins bulged or his muscles tightened, he could not move it an inch.
The "prey's" attention was not even fully focused on him. Its eyelids were lowered as it sank into deep thought, as though it was... distracted!
No, it was not "prey."
Seeing the other party's temperament transform completely in an instant, and smelling a lethal aura comparable to a Doomsday Beast, Shen Yulin's rock-hard skin erupted in uncontrollable goosebumps. Every hair, sharp as a sword or halberd, trembled violently, each tip bearing a bead of sweat ready to fall.
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