Clatter, clatter… The telephone poles bent, and then twisted madly before finally transforming into innumerable pieces of rubble. The ground cracked and split open. Even the surrounding vehicles and broken trees began to drift off the ground and fly straight towards the infant’s mouth, where it was consumed whole as though it were a bottomless abyss!

Rumble… Within three seconds, a vortex hundreds of meters large formed right in front of the infant’s mouth.

“Damn it!!” Susa Boy screamed wildly as he mustered every bit of Yin energy in his body to escape as quickly as he could. Unfortunately, his speed only dwindled, almost as though he were being held back by innumerable hands of the dead. Within moments, he found himself struggling hard to even move a muscle.

“These… these damn things…” He gnashed his teeth with bloodshot eyes, fighting desperately against the invisible forces that appeared to be restraining him. But within ten seconds, and with a startled cry, his body fell from the sky like a falling meteorite, straight into the mouth of the daolord of the asura.

Is this the might of an advanced Prefect-class Emissary of Hell?

Susa Boy’s mind went blank in an instant. He couldn’t help but begin to doubt the strength of his own abilities.

We both exhibit might in the realms of an Abyssal Prefect, and yet… he can dispose of me with a single strike?

Riiiiip! The moment of distraction...