Boom!
In the darkness, he suddenly seized the pale hand reaching out from Black Water. The Water Ape's hand, seemingly carved from fine jade, immediately revealed its true form—thick fur, scars everywhere, and sharp claws springing from between its fingers to sink deeply into Tong Shan's flesh.
Tong Shan remained expressionless and utterly unconcerned. Instead, the Water Ape's screams grew ever shriller, its arm trembling and spasming as though it had grabbed a red-hot iron bar.
The Disordered Object created by the Usurper was enveloped by the Celestial Origin Order and the Heavenly Origin Law, ravaged once more. It was destroyed inch by inch from within, as if dissolving. The Water Ape's hand struggled madly, tearing open his flesh and nearly scratching the palm of his hand down to bare bone.
From beginning to end, Tong Shan did not react. He could not even be bothered to bow his head and look at the Water Ape in his grip. His cold gaze swept the surroundings. His telekinesis, which had seemed like a dying candle in the wind, still maintained an incomparably stable domain, perceiving everything.
His other hand suddenly drew Wielding Brush and slashed at the strange figure that had appeared out of thin air behind him.
A bone saw appeared in the Stitch-Faced Tax Collector's hand. Faces wailed across the blade as it chopped, chopped, and chopped again, disregarding its own wounds with unbelievable speed.
Amid the dazzling barrage of chops, Tong Shan felt his Spiritual Substance draining away at a terrifying speed!
Was it the saw in its hand?!
Every strike took one-tenth of his Spiritual Substance!
The Tax Collector's usurpation was absolute. Once it identified a target and became entangled with them, every effective chop took one-third of their life, while every collision took one-tenth of their