Very quickly, the smoke cleared, revealing the scene within. Everyone saw it clearly, and then their gazes froze.
The Moly Demon still maintained the posture of slamming its hand downward, but its massive, silver-white hand was now suspended in mid-air, firmly held by another large hand, this one with thick joints and bulging veins. It couldn't press down even the slightest bit.
HUFF... HUFF... HUFF... HUFF...
It sounded like the heavy panting of a colossal beast. In the dissipating smoke, the fair-faced, handsome young man with long hair had vanished. In his place stood a man nearly two-point-two meters tall, his body solid and knotted with muscles like steel bars. His aura was like a molten lava volcano. Every breath he exhaled was as thick and hot as boiling water. Beneath his light-red skin, scorching magma seemed to flow. His long black hair danced wildly despite the lack of wind, revealing a twisted and demonic blood-red lotus eye pattern on his back.
HUFF... HUFF...
