God Elephant Sect—Devouring Dragon!
The dark-gold Martial God Strength sketched a dazzling, dragon-like arc across the second-tier platform.
Then, in the next moment, this trail vanished bit by bit, accompanied by a sound resembling an elephant's roar.
What disappeared along with it was the light in this small area. These rays of light seemed to have been devoured by something.
Devouring this light was… Lu Yuan's fist!
With an expressionless face, Lu Yuan punched towards the old man in green before him, his fist moving with a speed that was deceptively fast despite its apparent slowness.
The twin-headed, four-armed Elephantman shadow atop his head became heavily blurred and distorted, almost vanishing.
A patch of collapsing, sunken darkness appeared at his fist.
No one could clearly see Lu Yuan's fist delivering short-range strikes at an incredibly exaggerated frequency within a small area.
