"I refuse to believe I can't defeat trash like you!" Dao Lord Taichu shouted through gritted teeth, his entire body radiating madness.
"Hmph, you truly can't defeat me, because you're no match for me at all. Your strength is still far too lacking. Today, I'll let you see what a true powerhouse is."
Seeing Dao Lord Taichu like this, the Fierce Man spoke disdainfully. The energy around him surged once more, as though he intended to slay Dao Lord Taichu.
"The Immortal Body is indeed terrifying. Not only does it not fear injuries, it can continuously restore strength. That makes it difficult for me to kill him."
Dao Lord Taichu's expression turned grave. This special ability of his opponent was simply too terrifying.
"Kid, you have no chances left now. You must die today!"
The fierce man shouted coldly and lunged at Dao Lord Taichu again.
"Is that so?"
Bang!
A mocking curve suddenly rose at the corner of Dao Lord Taichu's lips. Then, a terrifying aura abruptly burst from his body. A massive hand reached out from the void and grabbed at the Fierce Man.
Feeling that terrifying pressure, the Fierce Man's pupils contracted. It was a dreadful energy he had never felt before, and it filled him with panic.
However, he quickly steadied himself, his eyes filled with cold severity.
The next moment, he thrust out both hands and fiercely struck toward Dao Lord Taichu's palm, preparing to fight him head-on.
Boom!
A thunderous roar rang out as visible shockwaves spread in every direction. Cracks appeared, and dust flew up, spreading all around.
Crack!
The next moment, a crisp sound came from afar. The coldness in the Fierce Man's eyes instantly vanished, replaced by shock and terror.
Because his palms had been crushed directly by that massive hand.