Han Li sneered coldly, secretly pinching a spell in his heart, causing the surface of the gray light screen to surge with an unusual wave.
Upon contact, those fine threads immediately shattered inch by inch.
At this moment, the golden fist shadows, like waves crashing upon the shore, rushed upward, each containing immense power. Even as the three enormous python heads sprayed various lights, appearing extraordinarily fierce, they were forcibly crushed and scattered amidst a rumbling sound.
As for the giant's pitch-black foot on the other side, after being continuously assaulted by the fist shadows, it trembled violently, yet amidst the frantic flashing of runes on its surface, it continued to press down bit by bit.
Seeing this, Han Li's face flashed coldly, but he made no unusual movement. The enormous Dharma Body behind him immediately blurred and vanished into thin air.
