The bluestone slabs burst apart, the Chinese parasol trees snapped at their roots, and the air turned into blades that ceaselessly sliced through the leaves and broken pottery on the ground. The sound resembled the agonized wails of a woman struggling through childbirth, laden with resentment and regret. It was an expression of extreme suffering, and a fitting reflection of the scene.
The three-colored elemental energy dome blocked the attack, at the cost of nearly half of Zeng Mu's elemental power.
That was a terrifying amount. In other words, he had consumed half the elemental power in his body just to maintain the elemental barrier and withstand that single, all-out strike.
An ordinary Manifestation Realm Elementalist would have exhausted all their elemental power, taken the hit, and been reduced to pitch-black dust.
Even so, Zeng Mu had to retreat five steps before steadying himself. His breathing grew labored, like a piglet that had just escaped a mire.
"Whew, it really is no simple matter. I never imagined confronting a curse head-on would mean enduring such terrifying attacks. No wonder Yao Chun said curses were difficult to remove. He wasn't wrong at all."
Whoosh! The next second, another tentacle struck. This time, there was only one.
Zeng Mu attacked instead of defending. He conjured a massive shield of purple lightning in his palm and hurled it out. The instant the purple shield touched the tentacle, it exploded with a thunderous blast, unleashing clusters of purple lightning. The powerful impact shredded the tentacle's flesh, instantly reducing it to countless fragments that scattered across the ground.
The black mist thinned somewhat as a result. Only then did Zeng Mu finally see what lay inside.
The Werewolf and the Octopus Monster had fused into one, becoming an enormous, inconceivable monstrosity.
It was at least