Writing off at One Stroke

"If the power in that punch is twenty or thirty percent stronger, perhaps I'd collapse entirely," Jian Wushuang muttered to himself. "It's only the second move and he's already this strong. I wonder what his third move is."

While he was watching attentively for the next attack, Patriarch of Empyrean Glory once again made his move.

With a burst of dim light with him, he turned into his true body, the Sky-devouring Bat.

With his now red eyes, he gazed at Jian Wushuang as he streaked across the Void with his enormous body.

"Eep!"

Suddenly, a high-pitched hiss reverberated in the air.

The sound caused a series of strange ripples that caused black airflow to surge forth.

In a split second, the black airflow filled the entire sky and enveloped Jian Wushuang.

"What is this?" Jian Wushuang's expression was grave as he grappled with feelings of doubt.

"Engulfing Darkness!" Patriarch of Empyrean Glory cried in a cold voice.