“Be broken,” Yang Qi said calmly, exhaling an energy flow that easily negated the stream of infernal energy.
“An expert?” the infernal said, visibly shocked. “Oh, nope. You’re just a Great Sage. How did you do that just now?” Suddenly, he smiled viciously. “Oh, I get it. You’re new to the Myriad Worlds Monarch Chart. In fact, you still have the power of a spatial nexus on you. If I absorb you, I’ll finally have hope of getting out of here.”
“Heaven-Devil Devastation Incantation!”
With the wave of a hand, the infernal sent a stream of devil light slicing through the air. Although the attack wasn’t as powerful as it would have been on the outside, it was still as strong as ten thousand devil swords.
As the swords bore down on Yang Qi, his God Legion Battle Robe flared.
Ping. Ping. Ping. Ping.
The devil swords smacked into the robe and shattered into dust.
“Creation!” Yang Qi said. Stamping his foot down like an ancient godmammoth, he shot forward in the direction of the infernal, his hand clenched into a fist.