Killing the Divine Way in Reverse

Li Yingqi was clutching at his last hope, climbing higher and higher. He couldn't get clear of the ten-mile radius in time, so he could only run for the sky.

Hanyu naturally wasn't about to give him that chance. He held on and kept dragging him back, slowing their ascent to a crawl.

High in the clouds, the hurricane shifted unpredictably, faintly taking on a human shape.

In a daze, Li Yingqi thought he saw a face he loathed—inside that vast, indistinct red storm, he saw Hanyu's face.

Hanyu, too, was struck by a strange illusion. It was clearly nothing but a shifting, uncertain storm, yet he seemed to see himself in it.

Stranger still were the people ten miles away.

"Senior Brother, am I seeing things?"

Su Xiaoxiao couldn't help rubbing his eyes as he turned to Muzi Li.

How could he see Hanyu's enormous face in the storm?

"You're not imagining it."

Muzi Li smiled faintly and explained patiently.

"He's pushed his divine ability to its absolute limit, so the power itself carries the aura of its original master."

They weren't actually seeing Hanyu. They were sensing him in the storm.

But in Li Yingqi's eyes, the storm was gradually taking shape as a giant that towered between heaven and earth. And that giant was the bastard Hanyu!

As horror seized him, the giant Hanyu slowly raised a hand and pointed one finger down at him.

A terrifying force surged forth like a rising tide, carrying a ferocity that could destroy everything.

Hanyu looked up at the same time. For an instant, it seemed that the giant and the man gazed at each other, one face large and one small.

Then Hanyu suddenly grinned, as if greeting him.

"Explode!"

Li Yingqi's face twisted as he roared in utter