But Yang Yong's astonishment lasted only an instant.
A surge of energy that Yang Yong could not begin to comprehend suddenly erupted from the Bone Mountain Giant's enormous skeletal hand.
The energy resembled tangible arcs of electricity, crackling as they leaped and flashed between its bony knuckles.
With every leap, another whiff of scorching filled the air.
The old monk's Dharma Form flickered violently twice, like a hologram running low on power.
Then it collapsed with a crash.
In the back seat of the Off-Road Vehicle, the monk's face paled, and his body swayed.
Still, he fared a little better than the Taoist. At least he had not turned into a blood-spewing warrior; he merely slumped in his seat as though all his bones had been pulled out, gasping for breath.
The monk's burst of power had also lasted two seconds.
By now, apart from Xiao Yuxia's Off-Road Vehicle and Yang Yong's Demoness Pickup Truck attached at the very rear of the Steam Train...
All the other carriages had already rushed out of this ghost domain space.
The carriages ahead vanished one after another beyond that membrane-like barrier.
The last half second.
The Bone Mountain Giant seemed utterly enraged.
It stopped reaching out to grab them and changed its motion, curling its palm into a fist.
That mountain-sized skeletal fist rose high, bearing world-destroying power as it smashed down viciously toward the Off-Road Vehicle and Pickup Truck!
The fist's shadow instantly engulfed both vehicles.
The wind pressure struck first, making the vehicles creak and shattering their windows inch by inch.
No one would survive that punch.
Inside the Off-Road Vehicle, everyone's expression changed drastically.
Inside the Pickup Truck, every creature's expression changed drastically too.
Everyone's pupils contracted to pinpoints in that instant.
The chill of death poured over them from