Chapter 490: The Kryptonian players are so scary

Liang Yu, enveloped within it, had a solemn expression; his right hand was tightly clenched, as if he wanted to gather all his strength into this one punch.

As he moved, a surge of red异能量 (mutated energy) gathered on his right fist like a raging torrent, emitting a heart-pounding glow.

Liang Yu took a deep breath and, without hesitation, threw this punch towards the black mist in front of him.

According to his expectation, this punch should have easily penetrated the black mist, tearing it apart.

However, reality was far from what he had imagined.

The moment his fist touched the black mist, a powerful counterforce surged, and his fist was actually firmly absorbed by the black mist!

This bizarre scene astonished Liang Yu; he widened his eyes, looking at the black mist in disbelief.

Even more shocking to him was that this black mist, upon contact with his fist, rapidly condensed into a solid entity, like a black octopus tentacle, completely blocking his attack and trapping his right hand.

Not only that, but the force of Liang Yu’s punch was also dispersed the instant it made contact with the black mist, greatly reducing its power.

Regarding Bai Hong’s move, Liang Yu could only say, ‘Amazing!’

As expected of a player who sacrifices his life, he truly has some tricks up his sleeve and isn’t so easily dealt with.

However, for Liang Yu, the current problem wasn’t big; it was still under control.

Next, the Phantasmal Scale Armor seemed to be injected with a powerful energy, suddenly erupting with a dazzling red light.

This light was even more brilliant and captivating than before, as if it wanted to illuminate the entire space enveloping Liang Yu.

And this time, this power surged from Liang Yu’s entire body like a torrent, directly towards his trapped right hand.

Liang Yu’s right hand trembled slightly as it continuously gathered this powerful异能量 (mutated energy).

He gritted his teeth, and a fine sweat broke out on his forehead, but he did not give up; instead, he called out a name in a deep, firm voice.

“Fire!”

“Cloud!”

“Skill!”

At this moment, Bai Hong, who was outside, was also not having an easy time.

Although he had gone quite far down the path of sacrificing his life, the power he gained was commensurate with it.

But there was a key point here: Bai Hong’s physical condition when he sacrificed his life.

His current state could not be described as ordinary; it could only be described as very poor.

The damage caused by the black bead’s erosion underground, the injuries sustained during his entanglement with the flesh ball, plus one instance of burning his lifespan to escape on the surface.

Although there was a period of time for Bai Hong to recover between the first and second times he burned his lifespan, this still couldn’t bring his body back to its peak condition.

Furthermore, after burning his life a second time, before he could even attack Liang Yu in his materialized form, his body was struck by Liang Yu’s heavy punch.

This made his already scarred body even more broken.

Now, Liang Yu’s Fire Cloud Skill had already pushed his body to its critical limit.

If he took another hit, he would truly be finished.

However, Bai Hong had no retreat now.

His life had reached its final countdown; for Bai Hong, it was either seize the divinity or die with regret.

So he made his final gamble.

At this moment, Liang Yu, who was inside Bai Hong’s body, had not yet realized the impending danger.

His Fire Cloud Skill successfully bought him the freedom of his right hand, but to his surprise, he was still trapped here.

It seemed the only way for him to get out was to use teleportation, but even as he thought this, an anomaly occurred before he could escape.

Liang Yu, trapped in the space, only felt the surrounding space violently shake, and cracks spread like a spiderweb.

Just as Liang Yu was about to teleport away, countless black tentacles suddenly stretched out from the cracks, completely blocking his movements.

Bai Hong was on the verge of collapse, but he still forcibly held on; he knew this was his last chance.

As the tentacles continuously tightened, Liang Yu felt an unprecedented pressure.

However, just as the tentacles were about to completely bind him, his Phantasmal Scale Armor once again burst forth with intense light, and a mysterious power surged from within Liang Yu, shattering the tentacles.

Liang Yu seized this opportunity, decisively used teleportation; a red light flashed, and he instantly appeared in front of Bai Hong.

Bai Hong’s eyes widened, and a look of despair appeared on his face, while Liang Yu clenched his fist, raising it to deliver the final blow.

By this time, Bai Hong also knew he wouldn’t survive, and that divinity was out of reach.

Looking at Liang Yu in front of him, his heart was filled with unwillingness, so he performed his final dance.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze like a torch, staring intently at the fully armored Liang Yu before him.

What sent a chill down Liang Yu’s spine was the strange smile on his face.

That smile was neither a friendly greeting nor a mocking sneer; it was more like it concealed some unspeakable conspiracy.

Liang Yu gazed at that smile, and a strong sense of unease surged in his heart.

He suddenly realized that this smile was so familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

Just as he was trying to recall, a startling thought flashed through his mind—he finally understood Bai Hong’s intention.

Bai Hong was about to cause trouble!

The alarm bells rang loudly in Liang Yu’s heart; he immediately realized the situation was bad.

Thus, the movements of his hand involuntarily sped up considerably; what was originally a slow movement became swift and decisive.

He prepared to send him on his way before he could cause trouble.

Liang Yu’s punch was like a thunderbolt, carrying infinite power and might, smashing fiercely towards Bai Hong’s face.

Only a dull thud was heard, as if the entire space trembled with it.

However, what was unexpected was that this punch did not encounter the slightest obstruction!

It was as if Bai Hong’s body did not exist at all; Liang Yu’s fist penetrated his face without any hindrance, continuing to smash downwards.

As this punch landed, Bai Hong’s body seemed to be torn apart by an irresistible force, instantly transforming into a dense black mist.

This black mist tumbled in the air, flying towards the corners of the surroundings, and soon enveloped the entire courtyard.

At this moment, Liang Yu’s connection with the outside world was completely cut off; it was impossible for him to teleport away.

A huge magic array had appeared on the ground at some unknown time, its lines intricate.

Moreover, as time passed, the magic array was continuously perfecting itself, as if an invisible hand was secretly manipulating everything.

Liang Yu stood to the side, looking at the magic array in front of him, and a tide of fear surged into his heart.

He realized that he had truly messed up this time; this magic array was definitely not something ordinary, and he didn’t know what its purpose was.

Without any hesitation, the fiery red Qilin pattern array appeared under his feet.