Because He was already in a state close to death, one that was truly strange, to kill Him meant one had to blast His body to bits, leaving not a single trace behind!
With a bang.
The Shrouded Monster's severed body fell to the ground.
Lu Bu'er looked down from above, holding the Wooden Sword, which was entwined with electric arcs, as if it were a fierce bolt of lightning, pressing it against His skull that was formed from the accumulation of deathly energy.
Electricity exploded.
The realms of Transcend Limit and Infinity unfolded at the same time!
Endless lightning bombarded the Shrouded Monster.
An unrestricted barrage of lightning.
Lu Bu'er's pupils also harbored endless mockery.
But as the Shrouded Monster's body was blasted into innumerable threads of deathly energy, and the sand on the brink of turning to glass started to gather again, sketching out a ghastly face, it uttered its final words, "Did you think you could win? Feeble human, you simply... cannot win."
