Whatever that gray radiance was, it carried a rank stench. When it swept over the golden light erupting from the ground, the light fell away like withered grass and leaves.
When his fist, wreathed in golden mist, struck it, he felt as though he had hit a tough membrane. His lightning-fast punch slowed ever so slightly.
The humanoid bear seized that opening. His arm moved, and his huge, furry hand spread its five fingers, wrapped in black miasma, as it lunged like a palm-leaf fan to seize Wang Yu's fist.
A cold glint flashed in Wang Yu's eyes, and the wrist behind his punch suddenly blurred.
Fist and claw collided.
The instant they touched, the golden mist around the fist became a shimmering phantom Golden Fist Guard, while a pitch-black claw gauntlet formed over the furry claw amid the swirling black mist.
Boom!
A tremendous blast of air erupted between them. Both shuddered involuntarily and retreated a step.
What incredible strength!
Wang Yu's arm went numb, and he could barely feel his fist. He quickly lowered his head to inspect it.
Dense white cracks covered the phantom Golden Fist Guard, while wisps of black miasma on its surface desperately tried to bore inside.
Wang Yu's expression darkened.
The next moment, with a soft puff, white flame sprang from his fist, instantly burning the black miasma into nothing.
Though the Fire-Attribute Cultivation Art was violently powerful and difficult to control precisely, its yang nature allowed it to naturally counter many insidious secret arts.
But this member of the Flying Bear Demon Race named Stoneclaw possessed truly terrifying strength.
Since reaching full mastery of first-tier body tempering, Wang Yu had never encountered anyone at the same tier who surpassed him in strength.
*Could all members of the Demon Race have such terrifying