The Martial God let out a thunderous roar of rage, striding forward against the endless blaze, his hardened Armor melting away, and his thorny wings charred and riddled with holes.
Wherever he passed, he left a trail of scorched and blackened scars.
The gleam of a blade flashed out, suddenly piercing through the eye on that colossal hand!
Crack!
The eye of divine fury was pierced!
The problems that Chen Jing couldn't solve were no obstacle at all for the Martial God.
For Lu Bu'er was completely unaffected by the divine might.
On the contrary, the deity within the depths of his consciousness was enraged.
It fueled him with boundless fury.
At that moment, all was silent. After the pupil in the palm of that gigantic hand was pierced, it no longer emitted a terrifying blaze, and the sound of the horn from deep underground also stopped.
