BANG!
The ground exploded with a deafening roar.
Wu Dao's mountain-like physique shot into the sky like a rainbow, plowing through layers of air. Though he moved second, he arrived first. His giant palm spread wide, snatching the Yellow Dragon Daoist's legs and, with a single squeeze, crushing them into a pulp of mangled flesh and bone!
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM—
After landing,
Wu Dao said nothing. Gripping the Yellow Dragon Daoist's legs, he swung him like a hammer, smashing him wildly against the ground.
In the span of a few breaths,
the surrounding ground was densely pockmarked with blood-stained, human-shaped craters.
The Yellow Dragon Daoist was breathing his last, his body a bloody, unrecognizable mess. He was charred black by the raging Blood Flame, emitting a strange, burnt odor.
THUMP~
Wu Dao exhaled a turbid breath and tossed the Yellow Dragon Daoist to the ground like a broken rag doll. He was just about to crush his skull with a stomp.
"Wait... wait..."
