Seeing Lu Tianxing actually intending to withstand this move head-on, Hades' face showed a strong sense of sarcasm and disdain. In his eyes, Lu Tianxing was seeking his own death.
"Break it for me."
Hades let out a low roar, his arm moved, and the speed at which the Death Scythe slashed became increasingly fast and fierce, aiming to kill Lu Tianxing immediately.
Lu Tianxing's expression remained unchanged, his palm's momentum did not diminish, and he continued to strike forward.
"Bang!"
The collision between the two did not result in the expected sever. Instead, it was as if the scythe had struck a stone, unable to shake Lu Tianxing's palm in the slightest. Furthermore, Hades felt a terrifying force emanate from Lu Tianxing's palm, transmitting directly to his arm, as if intending to shatter it.
This caused a raging storm in Hades' heart; he thought he had already overestimated Lu Tianxing's power, but now it seemed he still underestimated it. This strength was terrifying.
