BANG! BANG! BANG!
After a fierce battle, Wall, his eyes glowing gold, slammed the Great Witch of the Northern Boundary Mountain Demon Clan's head into the hard rock with one hand, smashing it like a watermelon.
He panted heavily, strange Ancient Inscriptions flowing across his body and transforming into an invisible Protective Qi that shielded his bare torso. He looked like a Giant Spirit God.
But even his strength had its limits.
'Looks like I can't go any higher.'
Muttering to himself, Wall straightened his slightly stooped back. With a vast expanse of barren land behind him, he gazed up at the snow-covered mountain and the unreachable clouds.
His heart was racing like an over-revved engine, feeling as if it would give out at any second.
'The Great Witch from the strongest tribe of the Demon Race wasn't so easy to kill...'
'If I can't make it, I can't make it. With a monster like Hill around, what could I even do if I reached the top?'
