Having a vatful of sewage mixed with super-strong acid poured over his head—that was the only sensation Lin Qi felt when his fist struck the mass of black smoke A Shinu had hurled down. The stench was vile, the heat scorching, the corrosive force terrifyingly strong, and the filthiness absolute. An unending, tsunami-like pressure bore down from above. Lin Qi felt waves of searing pain across his skin; this rampaging cloud of smoke had nearly flayed an entire layer of flesh from his body.
Lin Qi's punch blasted out a mixed beam of two-colored light. The earthy yellow of the earth element and the blue-black of the wind element intertwined, immensely heavy yet light and ethereal. Like a hurricane, the beam struggled and trembled violently within the black tempest. Pitch-black smoke howled down around it, suppressing the beam until it shuddered and cracked, while blasting a huge depression into the ground around Lin Qi.
Alda, Bilibili, and the others had already fled into the distance at top speed in a sorry state. Like birds startled by the twang of a bowstring, they escaped the spreading black smoke. Lin Qi might be able to survive within this cloud formed from a mountain ten thousand miles across, but Alda and the others instinctively sensed that if even the slightest trace of its aftershock brushed them, they would undoubtedly die.
They fled desperately, as fast as they could. Even so, three of the demons Lin Qi had brought were accidentally brushed by the black smoke. Half their bodies instantly dissolved into black pus that sprayed across the sky. The three demons howled the most venomous curses in agony, while Bilibili swiftly cleaved their bodies apart, cutting away the portions contaminated by the smoke from their main bodies.
The most pitiful demon had everything