However, just as Mu Fan's mind flashed with that thought.
The fierce orange torrent instantly surged before him, shattering the purple energy mist into specks.
It blocked for less than a tenth of a second, then the orange torrent, like a thousand-meter-high massive wave, came crashing toward the shore like a baby.
The vastness and power of it could only be truly felt when one was in the eye of the storm, an unbeatable shock.
Mu Fan's spirit instantly returned from his earlier thoughts.
At that moment, Shura was like a lone samurai staying behind, carrying with it an unstoppable momentum.
Facing the unavoidable orange torrent, crashing against this great orange river.
Even though the long blade hadn't had time to adjust direction, the moment of the purple mist's inertia gave Shura a final defense opportunity.
The terrifying energy wave was unfolding.
Shura was pushed skyward.
Its sleek black armor began to turn crimson, revealing fine cracks.
