Iron Wall's Palm, a Titled Douluo Reduced to Dust! (Part 2)

Centered on him, everything within a hundred meters was dragged in by a violent suction force. Rubble, bones, and blood mist crazily converged on him.

The ground cracked.

Countless white bones shot out from underground and attached themselves to his body.

His body was expanding.

Three meters.

Five meters.

Ten meters—

A giant of white bones was taking shape.

Before its arm had fully formed, the bone giant swept it sideways and slapped at the flank of the Fearclaw Bear formation.

Boom!

A Ten-Thousand-Year Fearclaw Bear was sent flying.

A large patch of dark golden fur on its chest shattered, and its body rolled three times across the ground before stopping.

It struggled to rise.

A low growl rumbled from its throat—but its right foreleg had already twisted out of shape, with jagged bone piercing through flesh.

Iron Wall looked back at it.

In its amber eyes, rage replaced everything else.

Su Chen's expression did not change.

But his orders came faster.

They could not let Yin Wujiu complete this soul skill. If the bone giant fully took shape—everyone present combined would be unable to stop it.

"Yan Wuji."

"Understood."

Yan Wuji pressed both palms to the ground.

Ice-Sealing Domain · Absolute Zero.

Centered on Yin Wujiu, the ground within a fifty-meter radius instantly froze into a two-meter-thick layer of black ice.

The white bones shooting up from underground were frozen dead within the ice.

The supply had been cut off.

The suction of Ten Thousand Bones Pay Homage was still operating, but without fresh bones joining it, the bone giant stopped forming at seventy percent.

Incomplete.

Deformed.

Its left arm was still nothing more than a loose heap of shattered bones.

"Ye Linglong."

"Look at me."

Facing the incomplete bone giant, Ye Linglong's crimson eyes bloomed with dazzling light.