The Power Sleeping Within the Body

Loki gripped his battle axe tightly. Black flames ignited once more as he hurled it fiercely toward Imu, carrying hellish fury.

He roared, "If you die, don't blame me for laughing at you in hell!"

However, Jin An had already charged headlong into the dark storm.

He did not look back or hear the shouts behind him. All his attention was fixed on Imu ahead.

His body seemed to be torn apart by the storm, while his silver scales rapidly repaired themselves amid the violent currents.

Every swing of his long blade tore open a rift in the storm, as though he were forcibly carving out a path with his own strength.

"Come on!"

Jin An roared, his voice filled with unyielding will.

"Today is not the day you control the ending!"

Imu's gaze shifted slightly.

She had thought these rebels were already despairing, but Jin An's madness made her feel a trace of unease for the first time.

She snorted coldly as the dark energy in her palm intensified once more and bore down on Jin An.

"You foolish ant. You think you alone can shake the majesty of a god?"

Her voice was cold, as though she were passing judgment on Jin An's fate.

Yet Jin An's eyes showed no hint of retreat. A faint smile even rose at the corner of his lips.

"Who said I was alone?"

The instant Imu finished speaking, Jin An suddenly vanished into the dark storm.

The next second, he appeared directly before Imu, gripping his long blade in both hands as he slashed down at her with all his might!

"Boom—!"

As the blade fell, a piercing roar erupted through the air. The edge struck the core of the dark storm, sending scorching sparks flying as shockwaves spread in every direction,