"Avīci Heartless Seal!"
Seeing the grinding wheel of light howling toward him from the right, Qing Chen raised the seven-foot demonic seal in his right palm. The blood-red seal spun rapidly in his hand.
Yet Qing Chen neither dodged nor evaded. He drove his Indestructible Vajra Divine Ability to its limit, golden Sanskrit script gleaming across his dark-gold skin.
With his fleshly body supporting the seal, he met the demonic wheel's rending assault head-on. The clash of metal rang out so fiercely that heaven and earth fell silent!
This pure Blood Path spell actually had no fear of the five elements' grinding assault. Bolstered by Qing Chen's formidable strength and True Essence, the grinding wheel of light seemed to have struck an indestructible reef.
It resisted for a few breaths, but ultimately ran out of strength. Qing Chen's immense power shattered it, and the black jade ring flew backward, returning ignominiously to Wutong Old Devil's hand.
At this sight, "He was like a Devil Master descended from heaven, truly a Tai Sui god among mortals!"
"Impossible! This is impossible!"
Wutong's originally handsome face was now utterly contorted, hideous and terrifying.
His eyes widened as he stared fixedly at Qing Chen.
Clearly, despite having only just entered the Golden Core realm, Qing Chen possessed combat strength far beyond his!
Although he still had trump cards, the strength Qing Chen had revealed already left him with no confidence at all in handling him.
He had thought he was already overestimating Qing Chen, a cultivator who had only just entered the Golden Core realm. He had never expected that he himself was the clown.
Like a thunderbolt, this struck his heart brutally. It was the one thing he found most impossible to accept.
For hundreds of years, he had considered his talent unrivaled