When three utterly different blazing suns rose into the sky, illuminating all darkness, every shadow was torn apart, evaporated, and swiftly dispersed beneath their interwoven light.
Along with those immense phantoms.
As endless flesh was wrenched from the ground by a giant hand, rapidly withering and vanishing, another Huai Shi was sent flying backward, a brutal wound opening across his chest.
In that instant of exchange, he was on the verge of death.
Yet within the encirclement, Absolute Punishment's movements slowed slightly. He did not pursue.
He merely lowered his head and looked at his palm. Blood silently seeped from the crack on the back of his hand, yet before it could flow, the wound had already sealed itself once more.
As though nothing had happened.
He was injured.
"Twice now..."
He murmured softly.
In that momentary lapse, Absolute Punishment paid no heed to the enemy before him. It was as though he recalled something—the distant, distant past, and that enemy he had never been able to defeat.
And he could not help but laugh softly.
Yet there was no joy or ease in that smile. Instead, it was cold and sinister, almost mad, burning amid the rage that had risen anew.
Fury!
Boom!
A black vortex abruptly unfolded, instantly swallowing the figure rising behind him. Then, as his five fingers clenched, the sound of bones breaking rang out without end. Thick blood gushed forth, splashing onto the Absolute Punishment Minister's palm.
It hissed like flame.
Making that face grow ever more hideous. "You, Huai Shi? With tricks like these, you think you can defeat me?!"
"Why not?"
Huai Shi asked in return, his voice light and calm. "Besides, you should know perfectly well yourself—you are not 'invincible'!"
In that instant, the shattered solar disc fell from the sky. Exploding