A shattering sound rang out.
Inside the blockade of Border Purgatory and Bliss Realm, the scene was in utter disarray; countless sharp crystals crisscrossed, extending from the earth and the firmament, and covered in fractures.
The only thing left undamaged was Ji Jue's petrified, mutilated body.
Drip, drop...
Viscous blood slowly seeped from the split in his arm, fell to the ground, and merged into the pool of blood, yet no scarlet could be seen, only wisps of fluorescent light that, like dissolved crystals, rapidly solidified.
Boom!
The Fist of the Wasteland Ruins arrived once more, tearing through the air, smashing that aged face into powder, and, together with the body, grinding it to dust.
Yet beneath the trinity's chain, the old man Wen Sheng rapidly regenerated. With a flick of a finger, Wen Wen was sent flying backward, plummeting to the ground as the fractures on her body spread once more.
I originally thought you would be the strongest one among everyone.
Resenting it, fearing it, hesitating, tossing and turning, unable to sleep all night. Yet I never expected that you would actually fall into such a wretched plight, you're simply like...
Wen Sheng looked down at her appearance and sighed softly:
...a clown!
Among the three fluctuating figures, the Demon of the Abyssal Abyss, the Evil of Weiyang, and the Foul Corruption Demon—three completely distinct auras—surged in turns with the changes of the three, flowing incessantly.
Facing the punch swung by Wen Wen, he lifted a single finger dismissively and pressed against it: "Solid as a Rock, unmoving for eternity. Clearly having long embraced the True Essence of Wasteland Ruins, why must you still be so fragile?"
Boom.
Amidst the loud noise, the sound of crystals shattering rang out.
Her left arm, nearing its limit, snapped at the