1491 Pursuit

"Get lost!" Primordial Chaos Daolord opened his mouth and let out an angry boom.

His booming voice formed swirling sound waves which mixed with the grayish fog before colliding with the finger beam.

Boom!

This beam had some of its strength weakened when it tore through the sound waves but it continued tearing forward before making a direct hit on Primordial Chaos Daolord's chest.

Primordial Chaos Daolord felt like a tiny mountain had slammed into him, and when the forces of the beam surged into his body, he felt his lifeblood enter turmoil.

If Primordial Chaos Daolord had circulated his Yuan Qi in a timely fashion, diverting the decimation aura and the nebulous Primordial Chaos away, it would not have amounted to much. But he had to maintain the casting of his spatial dimension laws at that moment. He could not afford to commit to defense.

Primordial Chaos Daolord let out a heavy grunt as a wisp of blood seeped out the corner of his mouth.