The Eighth Layer!
Over a dozen heavy fists of black sand, howling with terrifying power, slammed into a three-legged demon toad covered in venomous sores, its skin the color of gold.
BANG!
A sickening squelch echoed out. The demon toad was obliterated by the absolute force before it could even utter a cry, dissolving into a foul-smelling puddle of gore and viscera.
The Spiritual Points on the back of Qi Yun's hand returned to [3,419].
"I'm a little tired…"
He rubbed his brow, a hint of weariness on his face. Fighting nonstop from the Sixth Layer all the way to the Eighth had left even Qi Yun feeling a little exhausted.
'A little?'
Du Yunian and Shen Fan gulped, staring at the surrounding devastation littered with severed limbs and mangled corpses.
From the Sixth Layer to the Eighth, the two of them had been nothing more than spectators, not even getting a chance to make a move.
