"Monster!"
The True Person couldn't manage to board his own skyship in time, and could only angrily turn and throw a punch at Cang Linzu. Cang Linzu, without a word, countered with his own punch; fist meeting fist, unexpectedly shattered the arm of the True Person, breaking it, caving it in, pulverizing it, bursting it apart, even causing the shoulder on the side where they had struck to vanish, leaving a gigantic fist-shaped hole.
The excruciating pain didn't even have time to reach the brain; the True Person's face still frozen in rage and determination, was replaced the next moment by boundless terror. He watched as his right arm and half his body were as though gnawed by a giant beast disappearing into thin air, the violent force even continuing to plough a trench extending for dozens of miles into the heavenly dome and clouds behind him.
