Boom!
The moment he hit the large tree, wood chips exploded everywhere.
The trunk, thick enough to be hugged by two people, was nearly snapped in half.
Although Lu Xiao had protected his back with the little remaining Inner Qi, the tremendous impact still made him spit out a mouthful of old blood onto the demonized brute's face.
Of course, Lu Xiao couldn't worry about his own injuries now; he was more concerned about the umbrella above his head.
At this point, half of the umbrella's canopy had collapsed, and the frame on his side had bent inward completely.
Luckily, the umbrella was large enough that its bent frame perfectly enveloped Lu Xiao's back.
As for the demonized brute, his condition wasn't much better, especially his front.
Because it was shielded by the umbrella, the demonized brute's front couldn't receive any red light, which caused his skin and arms to start disintegrating.
"You… it's too late," Lu Xiao spat out a clump of bloody foam.
