The Cloud Giant had shrunk, its cloud essence running on empty. Moments ago, it was the high-and-mighty judge of all things—now it was just thrashing around in the mud, face twisted in a rage.
"Bast—"
He barely got one word out before Jill Young, who had been striding forward, suddenly vanished—her body blurring into a phantom, charging in a blink.
Thud! The Cloud Giant didn't even have time to react before a vicious punch landed right on its throat. Crack—crack—though its body was made of nature itself, the sound of bones shattering echoed from its neck.
Then, in the blink of an eye, the Cloud Giant’s vision was flooded with a barrage of explosive fists—everywhere, endless punches. Thud-thud-thud-thud, pow-pow-pow... Hands, forearms, upper arms, shoulders, chest, belly, waist, back, thighs, calves, feet—and of course, the head. In just one dizzying instant, every part of the towering Cloud Giant was bombarded like it was caught in a cannon blast.
Tianshan Plum Hand—one moment, a thousand strikes!
Stronger inner power drove even stronger force; stronger force unleashed even stronger destruction. Jill Young’s fists were wild, hair flying, pounding out hundreds and thousands of punches in a heartbeat. The terrifying craters from her fists piled up on top of each other, the air around them shredded by the sheer force. The Cloud Giant twisted and warped, hammered into a chaotic, unrecognizable mess.
After a thousand strikes, Jill Young pulled back, her finishing blow smashing down on the Cloud Giant.
Boom! The air exploded, and the Cloud Giant was blasted off the ground and sent flying into the sky. But at this point, you couldn’t really call it a giant anymore—it was just a polluted lump of dough, twisting, shrieking, struggling, and mutating midair.
A face would surface here, a hand would stretch out there, but no matter how it struggled, the curse from hell wrapped around it relentlessly—like demonic hands, dragging it straight down to the underworld.
Below, Jill Young lowered her head and compressed her body, then stretched out fully, looking up.
"Sssssssssss—" She took a deep, long breath, sucking in a massive amount of air like a vortex. Along with it, endless elemental energy from the world was drawn in.
The acupoints on her body shone even brighter, her Essence Awakening exploding in growth. In a raging cycle, her energy compressed and condensed, pushing against the limits of a Peerless Grandmaster. An invisible field radiated from her, and just the force of her awakened essence made you feel like you might float away.
No wonder Joan could stand perfectly on water—her shoes never even got wet.
Turns out, once your inner power reaches this level, you really can turn the ordinary into the extraordinary.
But Jill Young wasn’t thinking about any of that. After her long, deep inhale, she looked up at the Cloud Giant thrashing in the sky. Her right fist clenched tight. Things she couldn’t do before—now, finally, she could.
She crouched, then sprang up suddenly.
Upward.
And higher.
The glass on both sides of the skyscrapers shattered from the shockwave of her charge, but she didn’t care about those little details. All she wanted was to slam her fist—packed with every ounce of fury—straight into that bastard!
Thud—the cloud mass was hit.
But nobody cared about the thunderous boom anymore. Even the superheroes in the distance were gaping at the scene. Because—the sky had split open!
Spiderweb-like cracks spread terrifyingly through the air, radiating a vibe of apocalyptic disaster.
At the same time, Jill Young’s acupoints crackled with blinding light. All her Essence Awakening transformed into Essence, which burst out to form an Essence Field about ten meters wide. Jill didn’t care what else the Essence Field could do—she just used it to unleash her super martial technique, perfectly and without regret.
Shock Force—Cataclysm—Fusion—Perfect Form!
The spiderweb cracks spread wildly through the sky, then wrapped all around the Cloud Giant.
The air twisted.
The next moment, in a blast of sound and light, the Cloud Giant exploded.
"Aaaahhh—!!" With a shrill scream, the sky over New York grew even darker. The Cloud Giant came apart, every bit and every inch blowing up into fine powder, its agonized will spreading across the city’s sky.
But this sky—was no longer its home turf.
Hell’s toxic clouds spread out, mixing with the natural hurricane and eating away at The Divine’s energy foundation.
"No—! My great work isn’t finished, I can’t die yet—!" The Divine’s will howled in desperation: "Godshatter Fate Swap!"
In the indescribable ripples, a gourd leaf appeared where the cloud mass had been obliterated. It was a green gourd leaf, brimming with fiery power and high-energy majesty. As soon as it showed up, the hanging tide of flames surged, turning into a stream of light that swallowed the leaf whole.
At the same time, in a corner of the city, a puff of cloud gathered with a pop, revealing The Divine’s figure.
The Divine tumbled to the ground, battered and miserable. After using Godshatter Fate Swap, he had traded high-level energy to cheat death and reboot his life. Plus, in the process of blowing apart and reassembling, he finally purged the hellish toxic clouds from his body—no more getting pounded without being able to fight back.
But looking up, the terrifying clouds had already turned this place into hell. Glancing behind, his Sixfold Halo was down a color, and the whole thing was shaky. The Divine didn’t dare use the Cloud Giant form again—the size shrank to normal human. Staying human was safer, less conspicuous. All that tough talk was just for show; right now, survival was all that mattered.
Damn, where is she now? I’ve got to avoid her for now!
He opened his Mystic Eye, frantically scanning around. But he froze, then spun around. Right behind him, Jill Young stood silently, staring down at his sorry self. Those hellish eyes sent an icy chill through The Divine’s heart.
No way—run, run now!
Zzzap! The Divine turned into lightning and shot away. Streaking and flashing, he fled with everything he had. Running isn’t shameful—this woman is terrifying, and I’m in no shape to fight. I’ll regroup and try again another day!
But everything was a blur—his sense of direction seemed twisted. Before he could react, The Divine slammed headfirst into the ground. Pulling his head out and shaking it off, he looked over and felt all his hair stand on end—he was less than ten meters from that crazy woman!
Bind Force—Caged Bird—Prison of Lines!