A teeth-grating rip rang out as dark-brown material, like splinters of dead wood, burst from the spot where the halberd tip had pierced.
A stream of gray-black energy, thick with decay and death, gushed from the wound like pus from a burst boil.
"WOOO!!"
The apparition let out a thunderous howl of pain. For the first time, its massive body was truly shaken. It staggered forward with a heavy step, leaving a deep crater in the ground.
The mid-stage Venerable pressure that had shrouded its whole body, freezing even the space around it, wavered and weakened for the first time.
"Good!!"
Zhan Feng's eyes were bloodshot as he roared. Ignoring the agony in his internal organs, he forcibly roused his remaining magical power. Veins bulged beneath his bronze skin, as if countless vicious beasts were roaring in his blood.
The newly acquired Bronze Battle Axe in his hand blazed with dazzling baleful light. Dark-golden patterns seemed to flow inside the axe, now activated in a frenzy.
"Let battle blood be my guide—split the heavens!"
Zhan Feng became a streak of blood-red light, his body and axe as one. He aimed straight for the opening at the apparition's waist, exposed as it staggered, just visible through a gap in its heavy armor.
This strike drew on every bit of strength he could muster while gravely wounded. As the axe light passed, space groaned beneath the strain, leaving behind a scarlet streak that lingered in the air.
Chhk!
Zhan Feng's desperate axe blow landed solidly against the apparition's waist.
Its impossibly hard bronze armor split open with a single blow, as if it were tofu.
This time, what sprayed out was no longer splinters of dead wood, but a great gush of thick, dark-red "blood." Its stench of decay and malice was