"Who?!" Fatis was genuinely startled when a figure suddenly appeared before him without warning.
Ye Meng had no time to answer him. During his last battle against Ye Lei and the others, his third-stage awakening fusion had only lasted three seconds. But the gains from that battle had deepened his understanding of fusion, and now he could maintain it for four to five seconds!
Five short seconds passed in an instant. How could he afford to waste them?
Ye Meng acted decisively, throwing a punch straight at Fatis's head.
Not only did Fatis fail to get an answer, he felt a terrifying pressure closing in from all directions. In that instant, he seemed to see the Grim Reaper, clad in a black cloak and holding a pale scythe in its arms, smiling at him.
In that instant, his scalp went numb and the blood throughout his body seemed to flow backward!
In that instant, he heard his own heartbeat—thump, thump, thump—the pulse of life itself!
"Elder, watch out!!!" The Second Elder and Third Elder cried out in warning together.
Fatis only had time to raise both arms before his chest.
Then he saw a fist crash viciously into the arms shielding him!
"Crack! Crack..." Two incomparably crisp sounds rang out from the point where fist and arms collided. Naturally, they had not come from Ye Meng.
Fatis felt agonizing pain shoot through both hands, so intense that even his soul seemed to shudder. The sleeves around his arms exploded apart, exposing hands spraying blood in every direction. Then, driven by the immense force of the blow, his arms slammed into his own chest, sending Fatis flying like a cannonball!
Fatis was both utterly horrified and immensely relieved. The instant the agony hit his arms, he knew both hands had been