In the moment when the continent above was about to crash down, a massive figure suddenly interposed itself between Chen Xing and the Bear God.
The behemoth's body blocked out all the sunlight from above, its shadow engulfing the mountain ranges below.
Merely by standing in front of him, the towering, majestic figure, whose spiritual might was vast and grand, provided an immense sense of security.
Accompanied by a buzzing sound, the smooth and massive body, much like a small island's ridge-back, pushed upward toward the sky.
Taotie lowered his head, with the authority of power fortifying his form, making his body rounded and seamless, like a giant shield thrusting toward the heavens.
Along its path, space itself fractured as easily as fragile glass, shattering piece by piece.
Ultimate power tore through the very fabric of space.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
