By now, the bracelet in Aunt Yu's hand had turned completely black, forcing her to retreat outside.
She glanced back at the scene, her heart pounding in shock.
Chen Chuan remained within a certain distance of Meng Huang, making no move to retreat.
A dozen enormous limbs swung and slapped at him, but he dodged each one by a hair's breadth. The entire underground space thundered with rumbling echoes.
The limbs were incredibly tough, swinging with immense, heavy force. Every strike smashed a crater surrounded by cracks into the ground or walls. Even a Third Limit Fighter's body would likely be crushed by such a blow.
Most importantly, she realized that Chen Chuan's Jade Rings and accessories probably wouldn't last much longer. She couldn't help but worry. 'If they break, it'll be impossible to stop this thing from getting further inside.'
'The Master has a backup plan, but…'
