After the breathing golden mist appeared, Yuan Gang, who had been trembling from pain, visibly calmed down. His suffering seemed to ease somewhat.
It was something never seen or heard of before. Wu Chang was shocked and furious, and the mighty Heavenly Demon Sacred Venerable finally began to consider retreating.
He had to leave. If he did not, dragging this out would wear him to death.
Seeing that demonic qi was useless against Yuan Gang, Wu Chang abruptly stopped spewing it. The tentacles and demonic claws condensed from demonic qi behind him suddenly launched a savage assault, forcing back the fierce offensive. The next moment, he shot into the sky, taking Yuan Gang up with him.
Yuan Gang, blood streaming from his eyes, tilted his head slightly. Though he was blind and deaf, his senses remained. There was no way he could fail to detect such a tremendous commotion.
The instant he was hoisted into the air, he almost immediately kicked out wildly. Wu Chang had been seized by him and could not dodge, taking the blow squarely in the abdomen.
Bang! Wu Chang's cheeks puffed out, and a thread of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. He had now experienced the brute force behind Yuan Gang's fists and kicks firsthand. His injuries were already severe.
He immediately returned the favor with a kick of his own.
Bang! Yuan Gang, badly wounded as well, bled from the corner of his mouth, yet he still clutched Wu Chang's wrist without letting go and kicked back again.
After the two equally massive men exchanged two kicks each, Wu Chang, blood running from his mouth, landed again and forcibly used his magic to pin Yuan Gang back to the ground.
He had no choice but to return to the ground urgently.