Kolon Peak's strike was powerful—powerful enough to shatter a miniature world and erase it from the Astral Realm.
If it had been Richard in the past, had he taken that blow head-on, never mind whether his head would remain intact—even the upper half of his body would have been torn apart.
But now, that strike was utterly useless against him.
After fusing with the dimensional threads, Shanhai's sturdiness had reached an inconceivable level.
Any attack incapable of destroying a medium-sized world was nearly ineffective against Shanhai. And whatever force managed to seep through would be redirected along Shanhai by Richard using the Gravity Rule.
Seeing that his strike had failed, Kolon Peak's heart jolted.
Sure enough, those above had not lost their minds by sending him to kill this traitor who had yet to break his limits.
But wasn't this traitor looking down on him a little too much?
Did he not know that what Kolon Peak excelled at was far more than physical attacks?
With a slight movement of his arm, a fierce killing intent shot along the spear straight toward Richard's brain.
Under that killing intent, the hairs on Richard's body rose uncontrollably, while the cells in his skin began to collapse, as though they had been killed.
Bang!
An explosion suddenly rang out in the Void.
Richard's body did not move, but the chains around him danced wildly. From within the Void, Richard had practically become an indescribable monster.
Kolon Peak, on the other hand, was forced back. Across his chest lay a bloody whip mark, dripping blood streaked with golden threads.
Sure enough, this move, Richard murmured inwardly.
Kolon Peak was quite a renowned figure among the Titan Civilization's Dominators.
The Slaughter Battle Method he had created had allowed him to kill three Dominators of the