“Boom!”
A blinding flash of lightning cut across the sky, the raging storm that had been sweeping across the land seemingly calming down in an instant.
In contrast to the battered state of Mechar, Luo Chen's condition was excellent, even explosively so.
Yes, he "exploded"!
His blood, like fire, burned fiercely around his body.
The white mist that had been erupting with curse power gradually turned into blood-colored steam, forming a hazy, translucent figure behind him.
The figure was not solid, just a phantom, but it was enough to fill everyone present with a sense of immense pressure.
“Crack! Crack! Crack!”
And that wasn't all. After the terrifying explosion of blood energy.
Luo Chen stepped forward, levitating into the air, as if the heavens and earth were collapsing around him, countless spiderweb-like cracks appearing beneath his feet.
A gale force wind and shockwave swept across the land, as if to tear apart the heavens.
The once lush forest and grasslands were devastated, with towering trees uprooted and deep trenches carved into the ground, showcasing the incredible force of his eruption.
Though his figure appeared somewhat small before Mechar, the terrifying aura and power he exuded were not inferior, or perhaps even stronger.
Then, the next second, without any preamble or wasted words.
Just as Mechar rose from the sunken mountain, his anger flaring, the blood-colored steam that formed from his blood energy condensed into a long rainbow.
“Boom!”
Before Mechar could even react, before he could even raise his arms to defend himself.
At the moment of their collision, the sheer force sent Mechar's towering body flying like a cannonball, instantly tearing through the earth, sending him tumbling backwards.
And this time, he flew back from the battlefield with even greater speed.
But even then, Luo Chen, who had landed another hit, didn't let up. The rainbow clung relentlessly to Mechar, and then –
“Crack! Crack! Crack!”
One blow after another, each one resonated with the thunderous roar of a muffled drum.
A raging storm, demonstrating its might, invincible, earth-shattering.
From afar, it looked like countless hands striking the giant continuously and relentlessly.
The steam boiled, blood energy filled the air, forming a fantastic spectacle of dragons and phoenixes, swirling around Luo Chen as he repeatedly clashed and battered against the majestic god.
“That, that is?!”
“Yes, there's no mistake, it's the Flying Phoenix Twelve God Palms of the Sect Master!”
“No, it seems different from what we’ve heard. When the Sect Master used it, there were no dragon-shaped energy flows.”
“It must have been modified. It seems much more focused on raw power than the rumored version.”
“…”
The gale raged, lightning flashed, thunder roared.
At the edge of the battlefield, Ailika and Luku Razia, bracing against the shockwaves, observed from afar.
When they saw Luo Chen unleash his power, then instantly overwhelm Mechar, rendering him helpless.
Frankly, they thought they were dreaming.
After all, that was a God, a being that could not be defeated!
And Luo Chen's every strike had the force to shatter mountains and cleave seas.
Mechar's massive body was like a puppet in his hands, unable to resist, only able to be beaten.
They also noticed that Luo Chen was using Luo Hao's legendary “Flying Phoenix Twelve God Palms,” and its power surpassed their wildest imaginations.
They wouldn't even doubt if someone said it was the Sect Master himself using the technique.
It was simply too terrifying!
The Unconquerable God Mechar was like a human-shaped ball, being repeatedly pummeled by him in the air, with effortless grace.
At this moment, even if someone called him a "God Slayer," the two witches present wouldn't have any doubts.
So strong, and insanely strong, strong beyond science.
And what was with the translucent figure gradually fading behind him?
“Boom——”
The once-majestic god was now nothing more than a punching bag for Luo Chen.
Under his blood-colored steam forming into a dragon-shaped attack, his massive body was slammed into the ground by the terrifying force, with a sickening thud.
The ground trembled, the aftershock creating a bottomless crater in the earth.
The roar and impact nearly knocked the two witches off their feet or sent them flying backwards.
They only managed to stand their ground after staggering back and increasing the distance between themselves and the battle.
【Whoa!!】
【Wow, wow…】
Then, as the debris and dust settled, Mechar lay in the deep crater, spitting out divine blood.
But soon, with a roar of rage, a voice from the heavens boomed, for to a god like Mechar, humans were no different from rocks on the side of the road, or ants.
But at this moment, he was beaten like this by the very humans he scorned. This was an extreme insult to him!
【Come! Come! This was just a taste. Wind! Rain! Thunder! In the name of Mechar, I call upon you! Storm, heed the call of those who ride the clouds, come swiftly!】
Mechar's robust body disintegrated into a storm, hundreds of lightning bolts flashing from all directions, directly engulfing Luo Chen in the air.
But the endless lightning bolts seemed to be swallowed by something, as if they were streams merging into a vast ocean. Then, his body began to glow with a dazzling electric arc, as if it was being amplified, and they flew towards Luo Chen at an even faster pace.
“Bang——”
Another heavy palm strike, incredibly swift, landed on Mechar, driving half of his body into the earth!