The Scarlet-Eyed Flame-Horn Beast cultivator wielding a broad battle-axe was already boiling with rage after failing time and again because he had been unable to see through his opponent earlier.
With the innate advantage of this place, he had laid an ambush for others. His opponent had already fallen into the trap, yet he himself had made blunder after blunder. This Phoenix race cultivator was far too cunning.
His eyes flew wide in fury. In an instant, the spiritual power within him surged like raging waves battering the sky, tidal power raising wild breakers through his body as it poured madly into the giant axe in his hands. This time, he would certainly cleave this man apart in a single strike.
Yet at the very moment his spiritual power surged like a tide, a sky-piercing chill abruptly rose from the depths of his heart. The Scarlet-Eyed Flame-Horn Beast cultivator failed to react, and for a moment, he had no idea what had happened.
But in the next instant, he felt the defensive barrier spread over his body jolt violently. In the flash between lightning and flint, the outer layer of black stone armor over his body exploded.
The black stones bursting apart around his chest and abdomen in particular made the scene there all the more horrifying.
After caving in instantly, the armor did not scatter in all directions. Instead, as it shattered, it directly punched through his chest and abdomen from front to back, shooting out through his back.
In an exceedingly brief span, countless blood holes of varying sizes appeared across his body. Yet because there were far too many shattered black stones, the blood holes on the front half of his body spread rapidly like ink blooming through water.
The flesh and bones around his chest and