As his words fell, a volcano far more terrifying than any before finally tore through the earth's surface, erupting violently from within Lu Jue's body as he took half a step back and planted himself firmly on the ground once more!
A suppressed, low roar rolled from deep in Lu Jue's throat. The muscles of his right arm suddenly swelled into an exaggerated curve, veins bulging like coiled dragons. As his five fingers clenched, his knuckles erupted with a tooth-aching crack.
Before his fist had even fully swung out, the wind pressure condensed to the extreme had already cut Yan Hao's facial skin like blades, leaving him in such pain that he could barely breathe!
At that moment, the shadow of death drowned the exhausted Yan Hao completely like an icy tide.
That was no simple straight punch—it was a torrent of destruction carrying the strength of his entire body! Wherever the fist swept, the air let out an overwhelmed wail, and a visible white blast wave exploded before it!
No technique, no flourish—only the most primal outpouring of strength!
"Boom—!!!"
The fist smashed viciously into Yan Hao's hastily raised left arm.
"Crack!"
The crisp sound of bone breaking suddenly rang out.
Yan Hao only felt an utterly irresistible force surge toward him like mountain floods and tsunamis. His fragile defense was like a paper-pasted dam, collapsing in an instant.
Piercing agony shot through both arms. His entire body felt as though it had been struck head-on by a charging colossal beast; his feet left the ground at once, and he was sent flying backward uncontrollably!
His vision blurred amid the spinning sky and earth. All he could hear was the howling wind and the mournful cry of his own bones. Blood gushed from his mouth, tracing a bleak, beautiful