Tu Jue's fist, wrapped in Black Tribulation Qi, was about to smash into Yang Yu's nose.
The Old Monsters around them narrowed their eyes, waiting to see the gruesome sight of Yang Yu's brains splattering.
Yet Yang Yu showed no fear at all.
Tu Jue was at the Mid-Stage Eighth Step outside, but here, the rules had suppressed him to the initial stage.
However, Yang Yu was protected by the World-Suppressing Bronze Seal. Not only had he been completely unaffected by the suppression, but the Ultimate Abyss Wheel behind him was also connected to the infinite Origin of tens of millions of Abyss employees.
Fighting an Eighth Step expert who was not in peak condition did not require him to dodge at all.
He did not even activate a defensive divine ability. He simply raised his right hand, and gray-gold Abyss Origin frantically gathered in his palm. Meeting Tu Jue's fist head-on, he slapped it solidly.
"Smack!"
The crisp sound was especially jarring in the broad Square.
The Black Tribulation Qi on Tu Jue's fist, which he had always been so proud of, was like a flame caught in a gale. It was instantly shattered by that slap.
The next moment, Tu Jue's burly body flew sideways with both feet off the ground, like a torn sack.
"Boom!"
Tu Jue slammed heavily into the black City Wall at the edge of the Square, smashing out a human-shaped crater. Broken stones rattled down.
Half the bones in his face had collapsed. His mouth was full of blood, and his eyes had rolled back. He could not get up for a long while.
The Square fell utterly silent.
Dozens of Outside World Old Monsters at the Eighth Step stared at Yang Yu with their eyes wide, as if they were looking at