The blood formation within Lei Ao's body circulated, and even the earth beneath his feet turned with it. Any living creature that approached him would only be walking down a road to death.
But Lei Ao discovered in terror that the enormous Black Skeleton was actually slowly walking into the blood formation, advancing toward him like a grim reaper descending upon the world.
Lei Ao had always been an exalted figure. This was the first time he had felt despair.
"How is this possible? What exactly is that thing? Why is it so powerful?" Cold sweat kept breaking out across Lei Ao's forehead as immense pressure weighed upon his heart.
The Black Skeleton's two massive hands reached out and gripped Lei Ao's body as though he were pinching an ant.
Crack! Crack!
No matter how Lei Ao unleashed his divine abilities, he could not withstand those two skeletal hands. The bones within his body shattered one after another, while blood streamed continuously from his mouth.
"No... I refuse..."
Lei Ao's eyes widened as he struggled desperately, making the whole earth tremble. Every stomp of his feet carried enough force to flatten a mountain.
Gradually, his feet stopped moving.
The Black Skeleton released its hands, leaving only a mangled corpse upon the ground.
Everything from below Lei Ao's neck to above his legs had been crushed to pieces.
Most crucially, Lei Ao's heart had been crushed. He was dead beyond all doubt.
Human martial artists were different from Mystic Beasts. Once their hearts and heads were destroyed, they were truly dead.
Mystic Beasts of the same level, however, possessed far stronger vitality. Even if only a head remained, they could survive for several more months. If they could find a Spiritually-Connected Rare Medicine, they could even reconstruct their fleshly bodies.
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