Steadying himself, Shen Luo raised his golden right arm, covered in dragon scales. After briefly gathering his strength, he hurled a punch at the Six-Tusked Elephant King.
The Elephant King let out an explosive roar. White light swiftly gathered around him and condensed over his injured palm. Curling it into a loose fist, he punched at Shen Luo as well.
Fueled by fury, he held nothing back in this strike. Before his fist even touched Shen Luo, it had already blossomed like a blazing white sun.
Dragon roars and elephant trumpets thundered from Shen Luo's arm. Dragon and elephant phantoms emerged one after another, forming a battle array as they charged toward that blazing sun.
Boom!
A thunderous crash shook heaven and earth.
The Six-Tusked Elephant King stood as immovable as a mountain, while Shen Luo spewed blood uncontrollably and flew backward like a torn burlap sack.
Just as he was about to strike the barrier of light, dazzling golden and silver radiance flared from his arms. Amid a burst of crackling lightning, he vanished in an instant.
"Wingspan Thousand Li..." The Six-Tusked Elephant King's expression changed abruptly at the sight.
He immediately activated his divine sense, trying to locate Shen Luo.
But the void held only wildly chaotic fluctuations of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. He could detect no trace of Shen Luo's aura whatsoever.
How could he have imagined that a mere member of the Human Race could wield the Golden-Winged Peng's escape art to such a degree?
"Forget it. After taking that punch of mine, even if he wasn't shattered to pieces on the spot, every bone in his body must be broken, and his internal organs can't be much better off. He's merely gone farther away to die. With only Fu Donglai left, he