Wang Ye maintained the Law of Heaven and Earth,
constantly tearing apart the life in front of him on the desolate ground.
Now, his eyes were filled with intense murderous intent.
Anything that stood in front of him was regarded as an enemy.
Torn to shreds on the spot.
His hands, after extreme mutation, had transformed into two sharp sickle blades.
Immense and heavy, yet the edges of the sickle blades were extremely sharp.
Just placing them on a tank would be enough to tear it apart in half.
"Roar!!!"
Wang Ye kept roaring, as his waist spine couldn't support the weight of his upper body,
his figure was hunched over, countless pitch-black bone spurs arched behind him, making him look like a Sword Bone Dragon from ancient times.
The enhanced diamond skeleton kept cracking under such weight pressure.
Yet every moment, he absorbed countless carbon atoms from the land beneath his feet,
to mend the cracks in the bones and the collapse of muscle fibers.
