The boost in offensive power brought about by Apocalypse Chaos was terrifying.
Despite the enormous difference in realms, one palm strike from Yu Jing had actually made Dean Long feel pain.
However, because of the force and counterforce involved, Yu Jing's arm had been completely shattered by the impact.
Under the influence of Dragon Might, even his shattered right arm could not be reconstructed with plants or repaired.
Yet even with both arms gone, Yu Jing still showed no sign of retreat... That resolute gaze involuntarily reminded Dean Long of certain events from the past.
"Good! The third move."
The past was the past. Dean Long had made up his mind that even if he had to seriously injure Yu Jing and bring him back to the Ability Institute, he would not let him lose his life at Gushaluo Temple.
Two black dragon wings spread open from Dean Long's back, and Dragon Might once again doubled in strength.
In Yu Jing's vision, he could even see the phantom of a black dragon blotting out the sky and sun. The mere focus of its eyes could frighten an ordinary person's heart into stopping.
"Dragon..."
Just as Dean Long was preparing to attack, a black shadow appeared from who knew where, its speed twisting the surrounding space.
"Who is it!!"
By the time Dean Long reacted, the black shadow had already reached his back.
'Skin Blade.'
The Blood Burial butcher's blade, a ghost-grade weapon, combined with exquisite ghost-grade blade techniques. The blade sliced precisely along the gaps between the dragon scales.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, Dragon Might gathered into an energy shockwave and exploded outward from within Dean Long's body.
The secondary personality's chest tightened from the impact. He spat out a large mouthful of blood mixed with fine strands of black hair, and