From high above, a pitch-black scar cut across the boundless Wasteland.
That scar was Nether Valley!
Nether Valley was the blade mark left by the final strike of Zhang Yu, one of the Eight Heavenly Gods, when he defeated the Demon Realm expert, the Nether Devil Lord!
Yet today, that blade mark was being relentlessly ravaged by two other powerful forces.
As far as the eye could see, there was devastation everywhere!
A Luo's cleaving slash seemed to have added a horizontal cut at the source of Nether Valley.
Jiang Feng lay amid a pile of shattered rocks, both arms dripping with blood. His black scales had been torn apart, exposing bright red flesh beneath.
A wound deep enough to reveal bone ran from his right shoulder straight across to his lower abdomen.
Piece after piece of black scale fell away as he struggled in agony, turning into black mist before they could hit the ground. The mist was like flame, yet like dusty powder, swiftly dispersing into the air.
Jiang Feng panted heavily. That slash had truly drawn his blood.
Fortunately, the Demonic Extreme Golden Body was extraordinarily resilient. The slash had merely inflicted some wounds upon his flesh.
In the air, A Luo gazed weakly at Jiang Feng lying amid the rubble.
Even her full-powered slash had failed to destroy Jiang Feng's physical body!
This result was entirely within her expectations.
High in the sky, Hua Huayue's expression remained unchanged as she stared fixedly at Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng spat out a breath of foul air. After a long sigh, he struggled to his feet.
"Fifth level of the One Void Realm... seems like nothing much after all! Hahaha..."
Amid his laughter, the wounds on Jiang Feng's body began healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.