Pop pop pop pop pop...
There was no earth-shaking boom. Visible to the naked eye, green bubbles and chaotic-colored bubbles filled the black mist. The moment the two bubbles collided, they vanished into nothing.
Rotfiend Celestial was ultimately no match for the power of the sacred artifact, the True Martial Divine Mace. He was sent flying by the blow, his body pitted all over like cheese scorched by flames. True Martial Supreme, on the other hand, merely took three steps back, holding an absolute advantage.
"Damn it!"
Rotfiend Celestial had suffered a neither major nor minor loss, and his expression was ugly. More than two million years had passed, and he had already forgotten the might of sacred artifacts. Now, the True Martial Divine Mace reminded him that a sacred artifact was still a sacred artifact—it could help its wielder challenge opponents above their level.
"[***] Tribulation!"
Having gained the upper hand in a single move, True Martial Supreme pressed his advantage and unleashed the fifth tribulation of the True Martial Seven Tribulations, the [***] Tribulation. In an instant, True Martial Supreme split into four. The four figures surrounded Rotfiend Celestial, each one possessing his full combat strength without the slightest falsehood. Fourfold attacks immediately struck toward Rotfiend Celestial in the center.
"Heavenly Corrosion!"
Rotfiend Celestial roared, punching upward with one fist and downward with the other. The next moment, green ring-shaped shockwaves layered over one another, forming a green nebula that enveloped him. True Martial Supreme's attacks landed on the nebula with sharp sizzling sounds. Before long, the nebula was blasted full of holes, and a bronze ray broke through it, piercing Rotfiend Celestial's chest.
"Brat, one day, I'll make you wish you were dead."
Knowing he was no match for True Martial Supreme, Rotfiend Celestial's body abruptly transformed