Yue Yang counterattacked like a raging storm, blasting back at Chi Tianhe.
At first, his speed was not fast.
Gradually, he struck faster and faster. In the end, his fists fell as densely as rain, their momentum unceasing. Chi Tianhe could no longer remember how many punches he had taken.
Had he not possessed an Undying divine body, Chi Tianhe felt that even if he were twice as strong, he still would not have been able to endure it. The Eternal Wheel flickered unconsciously with the passage of time. At the instant it vanished completely, Chi Tianhe did not flee. Instead, amid the rain-like assault, he forcibly caught Yue Yang's fists with his palms. "You... have you had enough?"
He seized both of Yue Yang's fists and roused the surging divine power within his body.
He tore Yue Yang from the ground.
He flung him high into the air, then smashed him brutally down.
Amid the frenzied impacts that shattered space, Chi Tianhe drove his head down viciously. That irresistible force blasted half of Yue Yang's body into the endless void. One hand pinned Yue Yang down while he sneered arrogantly from above. "No matter how many punches you throw, you will not harm me in the slightest! Because I possess a divine body, a divine body that will never die or perish! If you think you can defeat me with a few strange skills and this ant-like strength, then I can tell you—you will never accomplish it, never! What am I? I am a god, while you are merely a pitiful mortal. This is the greatest difference between us, and the chasm you can never cross!"
"Even if you are a god, I can still slay you!" Yue Yang's eyes brimmed with killing intent.
"Dream on!" Seeing that sky-piercing