The Unfeeling Immortal Emperor froze.
She could not fathom Fang Chen's thinking.
Faced with three Fourth-Turn Heavenly Slaves, shouldn't the normal response have been to avoid a direct clash, or even join forces against them?
Why had he split the battlefield instead, taking on the two stronger ones himself?
Was he mad? Or was he truly confident he could win?
There was no time to dwell on it.
Fang Chen had already charged straight between the Starcore World-Devouring Beast and the Myriad Resentment Soul-Eroding Tide.
"Roar!"
The Starcore World-Devouring Beast roared in fury. Its massive bone-hammer tail lashed at Fang Chen with enough force to shatter stars.
At the same time, the thousands of huge mouths across its body opened and spewed a corrosive star-river breath capable of melting an Immortal Emperor's divine weapon.
"Wail!"
The Myriad Resentment Soul-Eroding Tide shrieked like a billion resentful souls weeping at once. Its boundless tide of shadowy pus churned into countless pitch-black hands dripping with filth, which clawed at Fang Chen from every direction. An invisible wave of soul corrosion bypassed physical defenses and struck directly at his Sea of Consciousness.
Facing the two Heavenly Slaves' combined assault, Fang Chen's eyes flashed.
"Bzz, bzz, bzz!"
Sensing the vast, chaotic energy of the two mighty foes, the Floating Immortal Sword trembled almost with delight. The phantom of a Return-to-Ruin Vortex appeared of its own accord along the blade.
"Sword Domain, open!"
Fang Chen held nothing back. His Return to Ruin Sword Domain unfurled in full.
A strange Sword Domain tens of thousands of miles across descended with a crash, centered on Fang Chen.
Within it lay more than simple gray desolation and deathly silence. It held the strange aspect of chaos before heaven and earth had parted.
When the Starcore World-Devouring Beast's terrifying blows