A flicker of satisfaction crossed Yun Che's eyes. Although this attribute did not directly increase his attack power, it could create opportunities for lethal counterattacks at crucial moments. Against opponents who relied on speed, it was nothing short of a divine skill.
He had just fused the attribute into the Gluttony Mask when the golden river ahead suddenly surged into towering waves. A ferocious beast formed from countless mask fragments burst from the water, spewing thick black mist from its gaping maw. It was clearly the guardian of this space.
"Stand back. This is a Heavenly God Realm mask remnant. I'll deal with it."
The black-and-red Gluttony Mask appeared on Yun Che's face as he darted in front of the beast like a phantom. The deep blue runes on the mask suddenly lit up, and visible ripples of distortion spread through the three feet of space around him.
The beast roared and swiped at him with its sharp claws. Before the shrill sound of its claws slicing through the air could fully spread, Spacetime Distortion noticeably slowed its attack for an instant.
In that fleeting opening, Yun Che had already twisted aside to dodge the attack. Non-Sword, the Spirit God Treasure on his index finger, instantly transformed into a silver whip.
"God Level combat technique, Lightning Hundred-Strike Whip!"
With a shriek that tore through the air, the silver whip became a storm of wildly dancing silver lightning in his hand. Overlapping whip shadows lashed the beast as densely as a sudden downpour.
Every strike landed precisely on the beast's body of mask fragments, sending dazzling sparks of energy flying amid an unending series of cracking sounds.
The beast roared in pain. Fragments kept peeling from its surface amid the churning black mist, and its enormous body shook violently under the