Pop!
The dark red giant finger, wrapped in endless Cycle Force and powerful enough to crush a Great Emperor—an attack even an Immortal King would have to avoid—met Fang Chen's fist and broke apart without a sound, like a soap bubble pricked by a needle.
The shattered dark red fragments scattered in every direction like ashes blown by the wind. They rapidly dimmed and dissolved in midair, turning to nothing like rain that never reached the ground.
The shadowy chains wrapped around the giant finger shattered as well. Remnants of bone and weapons fell away like ornaments torn loose, littering the ground.
Deep in the heavens, the Dark Gold eye blinked sharply. A flicker of shock it could not conceal passed through its pupil.
It seemed never to have expected its finger strike to be undone so effortlessly.
The vicious grin on Twin-Headed Evil Phoenix's face froze.
It had not stopped smiling. Its smile had frozen in place, like a lake suddenly turned to ice, with even its ripples suspended.
Its single eye stared at the spot where the dark red giant finger had vanished. The drifting red fragments were reflected in its pupil, but it could not understand why they were drifting at all.
"No... impossible!!!"
The words scraped from deep in its throat, as hoarse as sandpaper rubbing together. "How could a strike from Lord Undying God King...?"
It fell silent, for it saw Fang Chen lower his fist and give his fingers a light flick, as though brushing away dust that was not there.
Underworld God hung rigid in midair. His illusory form rippled violently, like water ruffled by wind.
The scene was still reflected in his gray pupils. That attack had wielded power on a level beyond his understanding.
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