In a flash of lightning, Zhao Sheng suddenly appeared a hundred li away. He watched the "living" Great Chi Jian with a wary expression.
"So this was your ultimate goal? You wanted to come back from the dead?! That's rather interesting!" Zhao Sheng stared directly at it, blazing battle intent rising in his heart.
Just then, the Ghost Chi Giant a hundred li away suddenly let out a shrill, sinister cackle and reached toward Zhao Sheng from afar.
In an instant, the sky darkened. An incomparably enormous cyan-purple hand descended from the curtain of clouds, countless black lights of despair coiling around its five heavenly-pillar-like fingers as it viciously clawed down at Zhao Sheng's head.
Before the giant hand arrived, the surging power of the Laws of Despair had already pressed down from thin air, stirring the Blood Sea below into towering waves in distant resonance.
Zhao Sheng raised an arm and punched upward at the giant hand overhead.
With a thunderous boom, a blinding lightning pillar several li thick shot into the sky and instantly blasted into the palm of the cyan-purple hand.
The enormous hand immediately shattered, exploding into crimson remnants of light and flame that scattered in all directions.
Zhao Sheng's body abruptly sank more than thirty feet. Lightning flickered violently around him before he finally stabilized himself, a trace of surprise flashing through his eyes.
The Law power contained within that cyan-purple giant hand was astonishingly great. Its strength had somewhat exceeded his expectations!
Yet the scattered remnants of crimson light and flame did not vanish. Instead, they abruptly spun into countless droplets of blood. With a single congealing motion, they transformed into blood claws that appeared out of thin air around Zhao Sheng's limbs, chest, and abdomen, gripping him tightly all at once.
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