In that instant, the burning Hand of Steel pierced into his shell.
Gripping his collapsing Soul.
Yet, the framework of Truth Prosperity erupted with a thunderous quake.
Woodman extended his hand.
Behind Liu DongLi, the cracked ground suddenly shook, splitting open a pitch-black fissure—cold and ruthless light shone forth.
In the deepest part of Hell, Nowhere surged rapidly upwards.
From the deepest silence zone, the Heaven Ladder of the Golden Dawn roared into being, transformed into ropes spanning dozens of depths, penetrating into Liu DongLi's shell.
Pulling his Soul, escaping Huai Shi's five fingers, plummeting towards Hell in an instant.
At that very moment, in Huangquan Slope, the man named Peron lifted his gaze.
His indifferent gaze pierced through the isolation between Border and Current Circumstances, falling upon the framework of 'Truth Prosperity', staring coldly at the sneering Woodman.
Woodman seemed to sense it, raised his eyes, and looked over.
