Different paths leave no room for common plans.
Uncle Huang struck decisively—or rather, he had been waiting all along for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack. He wanted to seriously wound Zhang Bolei before the new ruler's other experts arrived and tear open the encirclement. That would give them a better chance of breaking out.
In the instant he teleported, he had already worked out his next moves.
Roar!
Uncle Huang stepped forward and let out an angry roar, unleashing his true abilities. He spat out a vast torrent of yellow vapor, which formed bubble after bubble, each giving off a pungent stench.
These bubbles seemed to have been soaked in an underground abyss, steeped in an indescribable evil. The moment they appeared, they exuded the power to corrode and contaminate everything.
"Hm? This is bad!"
Zhang Bolei sensed something wrong and abruptly thrust out his palm. No one could describe the power of that strike. It felt as though it could shatter the pillars of heaven and earth, plunging the world back into darkness with a single blow, like a star falling and crashing into the ground.
But he was still too late!
An endless mass of bubbles piled up. Though his palm strike burst many of them, far more remained, instantly wrapping Zhang Bolei in layer upon layer.
Not only that, the bubbles also flew high into the sky, corroding the black formation with a sizzling hiss. Soon, its surface was riddled with pits, as though parts of it had been eaten clean away.
"Amazing!"
Seeing Uncle Huang envelop and suppress Zhang Bolei with a single move, Chen Dai's confidence surged. Things were not quite so hopeless after all. They still had a chance to break out.
At that moment, Jiang Yan struck. An Extreme Realm martial