Under this immense pressure, even the most durable Geng Metal Essence would become distorted and deformed, let alone a body of flesh and blood?
But, mere Divine Steel Immortal Gold, how could it compare to the fists of a Martial Artist, honed through countless trials?
The so-called pinnacle of martial power is to anticipate the enemy. An Jing, well-forewarned within the Space-Time Maze, clenched his fist.
Thus, the collapsing sphere of space-time stopped shrinking halfway and instead began to expand outward. Cracks appeared inside, with light shooting out from them, followed by suddenly protruding fist seals.
Dong dong dong dong dong dong!
It's as if a bronze bell was continuously rung from the inside until it shattered into pieces. The collapsing Space-Time Maze suddenly exploded, releasing supernova-like dazzling divine light, which shot out, bringing along with it the Taibai Battle Armor—
And the Life-taking Tribulation Sword!
