With a long howl, Lin Qi raised his head and rammed straight into the massive black palm pressing down on him. He heard only a crisp crack, as though ten-thousand-year Mystic Ice had collided with molten iron from a steel furnace. Accompanied by that sharp sound, the skin covering Lin Qi's body was scraped away in an instant, exposing a golden, translucent body like glazed glass.
The essence of the five guardian Divine Dragon Kings rapidly circulated through Lin Qi's entire body. Their bodies had all reached the Royal Emperor realm; even a trace of flesh-and-blood essence from them possessed miraculous effects capable of regrowing flesh on white bones and reviving the dead, let alone the combined essence of all five pouring into Lin Qi's body. Lin Qi's body was stripped away layer by layer by the terrifying force contained within the black palm, yet with the aid of the five Divine Dragon Kings' flesh-and-blood essence, it was reborn countless times.
Lin Qi felt boundless agony—the pain of being hacked into a thousand pieces, nearly flayed alive; the pain of his soul and flesh being crushed again and again, then kneaded back together again and again. Lin Qi let out a shrill, miserable howl. He drew the Army-Slaying Axe with all his strength, poured every scrap of source power within him into it, then swung it forward in a merciless chop without holding anything back.
Gray source power collided with black origin power. Lin Qi's soul particles and flesh particles turned into an enormous cloud of mist and merged with the black palm. In that instant, Lin Qi clearly sensed the difference between source power and origin power. He felt how these two forces shared the same root, yet possessed utterly different effects.
Source power came from the void of