The force of the fist pierced through the Martial Ancestor's Protective Gang Qi, tearing his tough muscles and bones, leaving a deep, bone-visible fist mark with blood spurting!
The Martial Ancestor was utterly indifferent to this; he laughed loudly as he unleashed his frenzied attack—
In this sealed space, the Martial Ancestor pulled countless afterimages, every part of his body—fist, foot, elbow, knee, shoulder—became the deadliest weapon.
Each attack carried a terrifying torrent of dozens of kinds of Power of Dao, sometimes scorching like lava, sometimes heavy as a mountain, sometimes swift like lightning, sometimes eerie like toxic mist... Each move was wide and sweeping, containing the most primitive and violent destructive will!
Even with ten thousand Blood Souls deploying [Blood Rage], Li Fei was still at an absolute disadvantage in terms of power.
His Mixed Element Sword Body was continuously being impacted!
