"What?!"
The pathological smile on Xuan Zhen’s face instantly froze.
Holding the rust-covered bone-cutting knife, he was about to step onto the altar, ready to personally execute the torturous punishnt on Fang Cheng.
But he instinctively felt a lethal threat, crazily surging from this "prey" before him!
This breath... this will...
"Domineering Body, activate for !"
A roar from the depths of the soul suddenly exploded in this dark and bloody space.
Combat intent, burning fiercely like flas, instantly filled Fang Cheng’s entire body.
For 3 seconds, immune to all control skills, reducing received damage by 50%, and feeling no pain or fear!
"Pop! Pop! Pop!"
Next, a series of tooth-gnashing sounds of muscle fibers tightening exploded.
Fang Cheng’s body, bound by the iron chains, unbelievably began to swell at a visible speed.
Chest muscles, arms, latissimus, thighs...
Every inch of muscle burgeoned steeply, as if filled with high-pressure steel.
His already robust and developed muscle lines now reached an extre, veins andering under the skin like angry dragons.
Boom—
A pure and ultimate golden fla suddenly ignited on his Spiritual Body, engulfing his entire body.
"Clang! Crack—"
The iron chains tied around him, filled with poison thorns, were instantly incinerated upon contact with the golden fla.
Then, under Fang Cheng’s unreasonable and terrifying power, all the chains were straightened inch by inch.
Then— they shattered spectacularly!
Countless shattered chain fragnts, wrapped in golden flas, shot towards all directions like shrapnel.
"Bang!!!"
Fang Cheng’s arms broke free from their binds and then violently smashed backward.
The stele that had imprisoned him could no longer withstand this force, exploding from bottom to top with countless cracks, ultimately shattering completely.
In an instant, debris flew and dust filled the air, almost obscuring the entire hall.
"This... this is impossible!"
Xuan Zhen was blown back by the sudden explosion of air waves, shock and disbelief finally appearing in those crimson eyes.
The Black Prison Soul Locking Chain... was broken free?!
It’s known as the Law Chains of the "Soul-devouring Domain," condensed from over a century’s Spiritual Energy cultivation.
Even a Spiritual expert of the sa level, cannot easily break free!
How did he do it?
Even if Fang Shijie ca himself, he couldn’t break the Domain Ability, let alone Fang Shijie’s son!
"You... who exactly are you..."
Xuan Zhen’s question hadn’t had the chance to be shouted out.
A golden afterimage already tore through the dust!
Fang Cheng’s figure, upon breaking free from the binds, stamped hard with his foot.
The altar made of piled bones was stomped into a deep pit by him.
His entire being, like a golden bullet shot from a gun, charged instantly to Xuan Zhen!
Too fast!
Xuan Zhen only saw a flash, that incredibly intense golden fla, seemingly capable of burning the soul, was already upon him.
He instinctively raised the bone-cutting knife to block.
However, Fang Cheng’s fist was faster than his reaction.
"Boom!"
The air seed to be blasted at that mont.
A sound like a cannonball being fired echoed fiercely in the dark space.
Fang Cheng’s Iron Fist, carrying a force of ten thousand pounds, directly pounded on the bone-cutting knife.
"Crack!"
The weapon, condensed with Evil Technique, didn’t endure even a millisecond, breaking into countless iron fragnts on the spot.
Yet Fang Cheng’s fist did not relent, continuing to push forward.
Bang!
In Xuan Zhen’s terrified gaze, it punched solidly on his hypocritical face.
In slow motion, his head tilted backward, his cheek deford by the fist’s pressure, and a mouthful of mixed blood and broken teeth sprayed out.
At this mont, his mind held only one thought.
Why here, just like in reality, was he struck again.
A successful hit!
Fang Cheng’s eyes shone with fierce intent, his waist and hips twisted to the limit, another fist followed swiftly.
The Infinite Continuous Punching unfolded instantly, giving no chance for the opponent to react.
"Boom boom boom boom—boom boom boom boom—"
Like a heavy machine gun that continuously roared, the dense sound of explosions burst abruptly.
In an instant, Fang Cheng’s arms transford into countless blurred golden fist shadows, completely covering Xuan Zhen.
Each punch carried a sharp whistle of space tearing, igniting scorching golden stream fire in the intense friction.
In such a short ti, Xuan Zhen’s body had no ti to be knocked backward.
On the contrary, it floated upward in mid-air, stiffened and convulsing uncontrollably.
All his defenses, all his Evil Techniques, were like paper in front of this speed and absolute power surpassing the limits of thought.
He completely beca a passive punching bag!
"Crack... squish..."
The sounds of bones shattering and the Spiritual Body tearing rged, yet were instantly drowned out by even louder explosive sounds.
Fang Cheng’s eyes burned with intense battle intent, each punch concentrated with terrifying energy from 70 points of Extraordinary Spiritual Attribute.
"Ugh argh ah—"
Xuan Zhen’s shrill scream was just cut off by the next punch, turning into smoke and dissipating.
Boom!!!
With the final punch of the sequence unleashed, Xuan Zhen’s Spiritual Body could no longer maintain its form, exploding in mid-air.
Countless black shadows surged from his body, scattered like torn pieces of cloth.
Each shadow carried a sharp scream, resembling ferocious twisted ghosts.
Fang Cheng slowly retracted his fists, surrounded by golden flas, like a War God descended, coldly overlooking all this.
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