The distant ruins suddenly exploded, rubble flying in all directions.
A dark crimson figure staggered out of the crater.
It was Kui Lin.
The savage fist mark on his chest had sunk deep into his body. His dark crimson scales had shattered, exposing a bloodied, mangled breastbone beneath. Yet barely any blood flowed from the horrifying wound.
He was not dead.
"Roar—!"
Kui Lin threw back his head and unleashed an earth-shaking roar, his voice filled with fury and pain.
The demonic aura churning over his body was several times denser than before. The boiling aura had even taken on an ominous sheen of blood-red.
"You... seek... death!"
The three words were forced out through Kui Lin's clenched teeth.
He kicked off hard, blasting two deep craters into the ground. His massive body became a crimson afterimage once more as he shot toward Shen Che.
Savage Demon God Slaying Fist!
This time, he held nothing back. The instant he attacked, he unleashed his ultimate killing move.
Thick demonic aura condensed over his fist into a layer of black-red crystal. Wherever his fist wind passed, the air filled with the stench of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Faced with this berserk strike, Shen Che advanced rather than retreating.
Vajra Zen Fist · Zen Thunder!
He met it with a punch of his own. Qi exploded around his fist, his aura surged, and behind him, the faint phantom of a Golden Arhat towering between heaven and earth emerged.
Boom!!!
The two fists collided with an explosion so muffled it seemed to shake the very depths of the earth.
A visible white shockwave burst outward from the two of them.
The bluestone pavement beneath their feet looked as though it had been plowed over, spiderweb cracks crazily spreading dozens of meters