Du Jingcai's ability was to superimpose his strength. Just like a certain kind of condensation, he gathered his strength on his fist.
Just now, he knew that he was no match for the Terror Dragon. Therefore, he could only choose an extremely dangerous move, which was to rely on continuous torture and attacks to trigger the explosive power hidden in his body.
Just as he finished speaking, Du Jingcai, who was on the verge of death, exerted all his strength in a counterattack. His arm, which was full of strength, suddenly jerked and released a boundless majestic force. He swung his fist at the Terror Dragon's chest.
At this moment, the power of his fist was condensed to a certain extreme. When the Terror Dragon swung its tail, it was able to shatter space. At this moment, under Du Jingcai's condensing power, the surrounding space disappeared completely. The blue sky and white clouds no longer existed. The space they were in turned into a pitch-black shadow plane.
The Terror Dragon was shocked. He couldn't understand why Du Jingcai was so terrified. This was something he never expected. In the thousands of years of survival, he had seen all kinds of experts and experienced countless dangers. But none of them made him as terrified as he was now.
Du Jingcai's fist seemed to have landed on the Terror Dragon's chest. Before the Terror Dragon, who possessed the strength of a demigod, could do anything, a piercing pain came from his chest. It was so painful that every cell in his body was wailing. He opened his mouth to vent the endless pain, which turned into an earth-shattering sound wave that shook the blood-red thunderclouds in the sky!
As an undead, the Terror Dragon shouldn't feel pain. But who would have thought that Du Jingcai's heavy blow would directly shatter the Terror Dragon's soul?
The Terror Dragon's soul was shattered by a single punch. This was akin to a martial arts master tearing a ghost apart with his bare hands. It didn't conform to the common sense of the world at all.
And this was also the main reason why the Terror Dragon was in such pain. It could be imagined that his body was still there, but his soul was deprived and affected.
And Du Jingcai's goal was obviously not to simply affect the Terror Dragon. He wanted to completely strangle the Terror Dragon's consciousness with a single punch. How painful would that be? If an ordinary person were to suffer this kind of torture, they would definitely turn into a corpse. Even the Terror Dragon who had victory in his hands was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe.
The Terror Dragon had always been pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger. It looked like a lump of mindless rotten meat, but little did they know that its intelligence was not something an ordinary creature could compare to.
They were like tigers that had lived in the jungle for more than ten years. Although they were in the form of wild beasts, they also possessed amazing intelligence. They could even set some traps for their prey.
It was even more so for the Terror Dragon. It was a monster that had existed for over a thousand years. In the long river of history, it had faced countless dangers. If it was really a pile of mindless flesh, it would have died countless times.
And the core that had saved it from danger countless times was its disguise.
But now, all of its pretenses had been torn apart. The so-called concealment in a matter of life and death could not be tolerated in the slightest.
He had to do something. Otherwise, in a moment, it would become a lowly dragon corpse that had no soul and was truly made of flesh and blood!
Half of the Terror Dragon's soul had been destroyed. At this moment, it could only struggle bitterly to prevent itself from falling into chaos. Because once it fell into chaos and madness, it would not be able to save itself!
At this moment, the Terror Dragon's eyes were wide open in anger. It stared blankly at Du Jingcai's fist that had pierced through its chest. At this moment, it was stained with rotten blood.
And unlike its previous sorrowful appearance, Du Jingcai now seemed to have changed his appearance. He had a faint smile on his face, neither happy nor sad. He had entered an absolute battle mode …
If it was said that his previous advancement was all thanks to Yang Shuo, it was the other party who gave him a head-on blow that made him realize that he was not as strong as he thought.
But now, it was Du Jianan who used his own life to awaken him once again. The care of a father was incisively and vividly displayed at this moment.
Du Jingcai admitted that he had taken a gamble. It could be said that if he could not endure the constant attacks of the Terror Dragon, he would be killed instantly and become a cold corpse.
And Du Jianan's help was the turning point of all this. If it was not for Du Jianan's sacrifice, the one lying on the ground right now might be Du Jingcai. After all, he was already exhausted and even his energy was in a state of exhaustion.
No matter what misunderstandings there were between them, with Du Jianan's death, everything had vanished. Apart from that, the anger that gathered in Du Jingcai's chest was like an erupting volcano, constantly melting, spewing, and erupting.
The amount of guilt he felt towards Du Jianan was equivalent to how frightening his strength was now!
"You despicable fellow, die!"
Du Jingcai gritted his teeth. In the next moment, two more dazzling rays of light burst out from his eyes. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared on the spot. The Terror Dragon saw everything. It felt as if Du Jingcai had merged with the air and disappeared without a trace.
And just as the Terror Dragon was using the last of his consciousness to search for Du Jingcai, Du Jingcai suddenly appeared in mid-air. Carrying a ruthless aura, he smashed towards the Terror Dragon's head!
This attack was so powerful that it directly shattered the last bit of soul energy that the Terror Dragon had condensed in its body.
"No, impossible … I've lived for countless years. I don't even remember how many years I've lived in the long history of this world. Countless strong people have died at my hands. How … How could I be defeated by a human who is as weak as an ant?"
The Terror Dragon was horrified. Its only remaining eye was filled with unwillingness and confusion. Until now, it still could not understand what had just happened. How did Du Jingcai turn the tables in the blink of an eye? Instead, it was the Terror Dragon whose soul was defeated and its last chance of survival was completely cut off?
No, it must not fall just like that. Since it could no longer turn the situation around, even if it had to die, it must drag this despicable human down with it!
"Let's die together!"
Like a curse, the Dreadlord spat out the words from its mouth. Its entire body began to emit a purple radiance. It was like a bomb that was about to explode. It seemed that in the next second, Du Jingcai, all the warriors, and the slum would be completely destroyed.
However, what made the Terror Dragon feel regretful was …
Just when it thought that it had dragged Du Jingcai down with it, Du Jingcai used up his last bit of strength and actually pushed it into the shattered dimension that was completely formed by shadows.
"No!"
A mournful cry reverberated in the air of the slums. The mournful cry soon came to an abrupt end. Everyone could see with their naked eyes that a heatwave had directly exploded in the dimensional crack.
The Terror Dragon that was so aggressive that it had single-handedly fought against the experts of Devil Town exploded and died!
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