Absolute Violence

Sunlight cascaded down like a waterfall, passing through the gray canopy of sky and refracting through the river of blood spanning the horizon, draping the vast streets below in an ominous veil of crimson.

A hundred zhang vanished in an instant.

Facing the youth who had suddenly flashed before him, White Emperor did not evade at all. He drove a straight punch into the opponent's raised left hand.

"Bang—"

As fist and palm collided, the ground instantly split and sank. The force of the impact formed a visible ring of white air that howled through the surrounding streets!

And at the center of that collision, After a momentary stall, White Emperor's gold-scaled arm continued pressing down. The immense power upon it was simply not something Mu Nuo could stop with one hand.

An ordinary human arm, struck by such a blow, would have twisted and folded under the unbearable strain on its bones. Yet Mu Nuo's arm began to contract and cave in like putty, wrapping itself around White Emperor's dragon-scaled arm.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan, who was watching from above, unconsciously narrowed his eyes.

He realized what Mu Nuo intended to do.

He intended to use the exclusionary immortality of his own body to counter White Emperor, allowing the Ancient Abyss Lord's arm to be annihilated during its regeneration.

It was a rule akin to gravity.

But if this brat thought he could use that to deal with White Emperor, he was looking down far too much on this Dragon Emperor of a thousand years.

As he thought this, Without any warning, and without another sound, everything before White Emperor's fist abruptly vanished.

Mu Nuo's arm, along with his entire left shoulder and most of his chest, disappeared in an instant. A hole with a radius of over a