"Buzz!"
The instant Ning Wangshu closed his hand, the void suddenly trembled.
An immense, majestic power surged forth. In the blink of an eye, it took the shape of a giant hand in the void, radiating faint Immortal Light and an unfathomable Immortal Might. It closed around the charging "hellhound," along with the strange, black-mist-shrouded portal...
"Boom!"
"Rumble—"
A low roar rang out.
The "hellhound" bore the brunt of it. The vast, Immortal Light-cloaked hand seized it, and all three of its heads let out anguished cries at once. Then its body exploded!
"Bang!"
In an instant, the "hellhound" dispersed into countless wisps of black mist, mingled with the ghostly blue flames of hell. But the Immortal Light surging from the giant hand swept over it and wiped it out completely!
The giant hand then continued on and seized the strange portal.
Under that terrifying force, the portal let out a shrill, grating series of "crack, crack" sounds. Cracks instantly spread across it. Like a dead branch snapped underfoot, it was crushed on the spot, exploding with a "boom" and shattering completely!
As the portal was crushed, the strange bone horn gave a sudden, faint "crack." A fissure quietly spread across it, and when a light breeze swept past, it crumbled like grains of sand and scattered on the wind...
"W-what!? H-how could this happen? That was a hellhound I summoned from hell! He killed it so effortlessly!"
"And he even crushed Hell's Gate and the supreme Forbidden Artifact I brought back from that terrifying place that seemed just like hell!"
"H-how is this possible!?"
Morris's eyes bulged. Breathing hard, his eyes bloodshot, he stared at the scene before him in disbelief, frozen in place.
He had never dreamed that his trump card, the terrifying technique he'd always been proud