The young man moved through the bleak white desert formed from the ashes of the fallen. The meter-thick dust automatically parted beneath his feet, then closed back together behind him.
Then Mavuika saw Chen Li emerge from that gray-white stillness, carrying something in his hand.
Chen Li's figure occasionally left an afterimage behind. Though his pace seemed unhurried, he crossed vast distances as if taking a leisurely stroll, returning to the group within a few breaths.
Only then did Mavuika see clearly what Chen Li was carrying in his right hand.
A leg.
It was the leg of a three-star Extreme Evil Rider.
"Hey, isn't this that three-star Extreme Evil Rider? How is it not dead yet? That's terrifying." Furina curiously leaned closer, her azure eyes sweeping over the Extreme Evil Rider's already twisted and mangled body.
To Furina, surviving Chen Li's punch head-on was indeed terrifying.
Chen Li released the ankle he had been gripping, allowing the opponent's heavy, ruined body to crash onto the ground and kick up a cloud of dust.
"Any living being dies when its brain and heart suffer severe damage. But this is a three-star Extreme Evil Rider transformed from the Abyss. Its true body is the Abyss itself, so it has no weak points. Still, I deliberately held back. I have a use for it," Chen Li explained after glancing at Furina.
Scylla's gaze fell upon the ruined body of the three-star Extreme Evil Rider before her, and her expression turned somewhat complicated.
Extreme Evil Rider.
Her former master.
Although the one before her was a fake formed by the Abyss, the outline of that Abyss Armor and the shape of that pitch-black greatsword were exactly the same as the shadow in her memories.
Scylla glanced at Chen Li again.
Though she had