"Sky-Splitting Axe!"
With a downward chop of his palm, Su Hang summoned the shadow of an axe, which rose majestically, vast and ancient, its might towering to the heavens.
"Swoosh!"
The torrent of poisonous water was cleaved apart in an instant, with cries of agony emanating from within.
The next moment, the flood of poisonous water vanished, and a demonic monster tumbled to the ground.
There was a long wound on its chest, stretching from shoulder to abdomen, from which blood ceaselessly seeped.
"How could you injure me when I've transformed into poisonous water, why?" the demonic monster bellowed.
In the past, when enemies had slashed at the poisonous water, even if they managed to split it, they couldn't harm it in the slightest.
"Master the divine, lock onto it with intention, seek the divine to wound the form, do you understand?" Su Hang said indifferently, looking down at the demonic monster.
The demonic monster, with a blank face, exhaled its last breath.
