BOOM!
The hotel collapsed as a black fog giant stomped the ground, kicking up a circular dust storm. The black fog instantly expanded, then rapidly contracted as it shot straight for the sky!
But under that cyan shockwave, its massive body, along with the surrounding corroded space, was like a stain wiped away by an invisible eraser. It was annihilated without a sound—no explosion, no remains, as if it had never existed.
The moment Black Tuo made his move, however, Wuwang didn't fight back. Instead, he instantly vanished into a Spatial Rift.
'He's courting death.' Qing Cang was completely unfazed.
In an instant, within a thousand-meter radius around the giant snake, all the air, Energy, and even the faint light were instantly extracted, compressed, and tamed.
It transformed into a sky-blotting, cyan giant hand, formed entirely from condensed, raging Wind Element. The giant hand closed its five fingers and squeezed lightly.
"CRACK—"
