The fist had yet to arrive, but the bluestone on the ground had already melted into crimson.
A shadow appeared once more beneath the cloaked man, transforming into nine serpentine chains that coiled around the giant fist.
Where the chains contacted the flames, blue smoke rose, letting out a wail like that of a living creature.
"Break!"
With a thunderous shout from Jiang Shouzhong, the serpentine chains shattered inch by inch.
The cloaked man's pupils contracted sharply, his claws digging into the ground to raise a three-zhang high dirt wall, covered with countless skull runes.
The fist's shadow punched through the dirt wall, turning the skull runes to powder before they could unleash their power.
The cloaked man staggered back several steps, the golden mask cracking into a spider-web pattern, revealing half a face covered in green scales.
