The dust cleared, and where the Shadow Scorpion Lord once stood a huge crater had exploded into existence, its bottom fused into glassy lava, dark red in hue, from which thick black smoke was now billowing.
The air was filled with a perilous scent of sulfur, and in an instant the temperature rose by several dozen degrees.
"I didn't expect that despite being gravely injured you could still unleash a blow of such power!" the Shadow Scorpion Lord spat out a mouthful of charred smoke, his face blackened.
In his gaze toward Qin Shunying, there was bewilderment and then a cold laugh, "But what does it matter how formidable you are? In front of me, the Ruler of Corpse Mountain Demon Country, even the senior sister of the Fiery Sun Sect is but an ant that can easily be crushed, a death throes struggle."
The Shadow Scorpion Lord suddenly looked up at the sky, his arms outstretched.
