"Even the weakest Half-God cannot be opposed by a Ninth Rank."
"The gap between a Ninth Rank and a Half-God far exceeds the difference between an Eighth Tier and a Ninth Rank..."
"This is a complete leap between species..."
The Thunder Spirit's condition was clearly conveyed to Jiang Qiao's mind.
That terrifying supernatural power made Jiang Qiao deeply understand the difference between cotton and steel.
No matter how tightly packed or heavy cotton became, it was still only cotton.
Even if a steel needle weighed only one percent as much as the cotton, it could still pierce through it with ease. It had no ability to resist at all.
The Corpse Octopus was considered powerful even among Ninth Ranks.
But.
When facing the power of a Half-God...
It could do nothing except struggle pointlessly.
At that moment.
The Thunder Spirit, already half-collapsed, silently appeared before the Corpse Octopus.
That violently surging sea and the Thunder Spirit were like two parallel lines that would never intersect. No matter how hard the Corpse Octopus tried, it could not touch the Thunder Spirit's body.
All the supernatural phenomena that attempted to block the Thunder Spirit seemed to turn into nonexistent phantom images at that instant.
The Thunder Spirit made no unnecessary movements.
It merely extended a hand and gently touched the Corpse Octopus.
A strange aura flashed and vanished. Jiang Qiao's vision went black, then recovered immediately.
But in that less-than-one-second interval.
The Thunder Spirit completely shattered.
And the Corpse Octopus was already on the verge of death.
"Heh."
Jiang Qiao did not know what had happened just now, but as a battle-hardened warrior,
he knew exactly what needed to be done.
Finish it off!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Jiang Qiao's fists shot out like dragons, brutally smashing into the Corpse Octopus.
Having lost