In the next instant, Shi Kang's figure flashed as he charged forward to meet them.
There were no flashy techniques, no spiritual power surging forth—only the purest, most violent physical strength.
With one punch, even the air exploded. Ferocious force swept out, and swathes of Bone Armor shattered. Bone fragments filled the sky.
With a casual kick, dozens of flying bones exploded in midair.
Shi Kang was like a prehistoric beast charging headlong through the swarm. Wherever he passed, the Bone Armor were crushed to pieces, not even a complete skeleton left behind.
In less than a moment, more than a thousand Bone Armor had died beneath his fists.
Just as he was killing with wild abandon, feeling incomparably exhilarated, he suddenly noticed something was wrong.
One batch was crushed, and a new batch immediately surged in from behind. They packed together densely, their pale figures filling his vision.
The faster he killed, the more of them swarmed in.
"Shi Kang!"
A clear, cold voice came from behind him, carrying a trace of urgency.
Qing Yanshuang struggled to pull apart the Bone Armor attacking three people and shouted, "Those Bone Armor will reform after being shattered! We can't kill them all!"
Shi Kang frowned and swept his gaze around.
At that glance, his heart sank.
He had charged through the horde all the way here and shattered countless Bone Armor, yet the ground was perfectly clean, without even half a piece of bone debris.
Those pulverized skeletons were quietly reforming in the swarm and rejoining the attacking ranks.
They were practically immortal—the more they were killed, the more they multiplied!
Qing Yanshuang warned, "There are too many Bone Armor. I can't hold them all off!"
Shi Kang's expression darkened. He had noticed the problem as well.
The Bone Armor horde