Dayless Darkness

In the instant he was stunned, Zhong Shenxiu had already charged in again.

This time, Zhong Shenxiu did not use his blade. Instead, he threw both fists forward, each wrapped in dazzling golden light and crimson sacred flames, like two miniature suns hurtling toward Tang San's face and chest.

Tang San gritted his teeth and raised his spear to block, but Zhong Shenxiu's punches came one after another, each wave stronger than the last—the unending momentum of Vast Sea Power. Every punch was heavier than the one before it, driving Tang San back again and again until his tiger's mouths split open and both arms nearly went numb.

Bang!

The final punch struck the center of the spear shaft, bending the Golden Dragon Spear out of shape. Tang San let out a muffled groan as another punch landed on his chest, sending him flying backward once more. He spat out a mouthful of blood in midair.

Before he could steady himself, Zhong Shenxiu's voice rang out beside his ear.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Holy Dragon Sky-Severing Slash."

Tang San jerked his head up and saw an enormous blade of light tear through space, carrying the phantom of a Radiant King Dragon as it slashed down at him. Even space itself was cut open into black fissures by the force of this strike, and its terrifying cutting power made his scalp tingle.

"Unfixed Storm!"

Without a second thought, Tang San activated the first form with all his strength. Layer upon layer of golden rings spread out before him, forming a sturdy restraining barrier.

Screech—!

The blade of light struck the golden rings, and the restraining power of Unfixed Storm frantically wore away at its force. But the tearing power of Holy Dragon Sky-Severing Slash was too terrifying. The golden rings shattered layer