Chapter 2270: Chapter 2268: Zhulin Is Crippled

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

"Speak now! Answer me! Why didn’t you answer earlier?" Dantong rebuked, slapping again.

Slap after slap, Zhulin’s face swelled to the size of a fist, on the verge of tears.

You never even gave me a chance to speak—how could I answer?

The three Transcendent Saints of the Demon Clan standing nearby didn’t dare intervene, only watching as Zhulin was slapped endlessly.

Everyone in the Dragon God Palace was utterly dumbfounded.

Dantong shook his arm and cursed, "What kind of skin is this? It’s making my hand hurt!"

"..." Everyone was rendered speechless.

Zhulin was almost infuriated to the point of vomiting blood.

"I... I already answered," Zhulin replied with his swollen face, completely unrecognizable, almost like a pig’s head.

"Did you? When? I didn’t hear it," Dantong said in surprise, then looked at everyone in the Dragon God Palace, asking, "Did he answer me just now?"

Everyone in the Dragon God Palace shook their heads in unison, more synchronized than a military parade.

"Pfft!"

Witnessing this, Zhulin spat out blood.

"You saw it too; everyone in the Dragon God Palace shook their heads, showing you didn’t answer me," Dantong shrugged with a cold smile.

"But you were just talking to me, so how didn’t I answer?" Tears welled up in Zhulin’s eyes, feeling utterly frustrated and crazy.

"Oh, I see. You answered that you weren’t mute. I was asking if you wanted to try my strength; that you haven’t answered. You need to distinguish between the two," Dantong said with a bright smile, revealing two white teeth.

"Pfft!"

Upon hearing this, Zhulin spat out blood again, almost dying from anger.

"So, do you want to try my strength?" Dantong’s radiant smile instantly turned serious.

I want to try my ass!

This is suicidal!

Zhulin cursed frantically in his heart, but didn’t dare show any change in expression, as his face had already swollen into a pig’s head.

But at this moment, Zhulin dared not remain silent, hurriedly saying, "No."

"Are you sure?" Dantong leaned in, looking at Zhulin with disbelief.

"Sure!" Zhulin nodded heavily.

In front of Dantong, Zhulin lost all his toughness, like a grandson seeing his grandfather.

"Did he just say he wants to try my strength?" Dantong asked, looking at everyone in the Dragon God Palace.

Hearing Dantong’s question, Zhulin was so frightened he trembled from head to toe.

Everyone in the Dragon God Palace nodded together.

"You saw that?" Dantong looked at Zhulin with a radiant smile.

Zhulin was bewildered, trembling all over. If his face hadn’t swollen into a pig’s head, you could see his face turning green.

"Since you’re so eager to experience my strength, I’ll begrudgingly agree," Dantong sneered, at that moment, Zhulin felt an unimaginably terrifying wolf staring at him, his whole body turning ice-cold.

Zhulin retreated in terror, unable to deal with even Dantong’s slap, let alone Dantong’s terrifying strength.

Dantong walked over step by step, his face full of a radiant smile.

"What... what are you going to do?" Zhulin looked at Dantong in extreme terror, intense unease welling up inside him.

"Let you see my strength," Dantong said seriously, reaching out a hand slowly.

"Don’t... don’t come closer!" Zhulin said in horror, but found he couldn’t move his body, his heart filled with the utmost fear.

Not sensing any power, yet Zhulin couldn’t move as if Dantong’s hand wielded magic.

Unable to move in front of Dantong, with no strength to resist, and still daring to dream of witnessing Dantong’s power?

Simply seeking death!

"Don’t worry, just letting you see my power," Dantong’s radiant smile looked like a devil’s grin to Zhulin.

Dantong lightly patted Zhulin’s shoulder, this action scared Zhulin out of his wits.

Even the Great Main God of Seven Stars turned to dust because of this gesture from Dantong.

"Ah!"

With a light tap, Zhulin screamed in terror.

"Don’t panic, you’re fine, is there really a need to be so afraid?" Dantong sneered slightly, obviously teasing Zhulin.

Realizing he was still alive, Zhulin breathed a sigh of relief, but realizing Dantong was deliberately mocking him in front of everyone made his face flush with anger, but he didn’t dare act out.

"Crack!"

"Ah!"

At this time, Dantong suddenly pinched lightly, and a cracking sound was heard, which changed Zhulin’s face immensely, followed by cries of pain.

With just a light squeeze, Zhulin’s shoulder bone shattered.

"Zhulin!" The faces of the three Transcendent Saints changed dramatically.

The Dragon God Palace members cheered wildly, knowing Dantong wouldn’t easily spare Zhulin.

"What do you think? My power is quite alright, isn’t it?" Dantong said with a radiant smile, then quickly grabbed Zhulin’s left wrist.

"Dantong! Stop!" Zhulin screamed in panic.

"Crack!"

"Ah!"

Dantong gave a slight twist and tug, another cracking sound was heard, Zhulin’s face twitched, and an intense, excruciating pain spread through his body, spurting blood, leaving Zhulin screaming in pain.

With just a twist and pull, Dantong snapped Zhulin’s left hand.

"Why are you so happy to see my power? Don’t scream so loudly; just wait, you’ll be even happier," Dantong mocked with a sneer.

This was just the beginning.

"Crack! Crack!"

"Ah..."

Dantong then crushed Zhulin’s right hand, chest, and both legs, exposing white bones, terrifying everyone caught in the spine-chilling screams of Zhulin, plunging all into despair.

Seeing a Transcendent Saint powerless before Dantong, with every bone shattered, everyone felt an extreme chill down their spine.

"So? Are you thrilled to witness my strength? Seeing you scream so loudly even makes me quite happy," Dantong asked, smiling.

Zhulin was on the brink of madness, always seeing the faces of Black and White Impermanence every time he looked at Dantong’s smile.

"Oh, right, I haven’t even shown my strength fully, just wait a bit, I promise you’ll be delighted, unforgettable for a lifetime!" Dantong continued with a cold smile, then struck Zhulin’s chest with a palm.

"No!" The faces of the three Transcendent Saints changed drastically; alas, they dared not stop or were too late to stop it.

"Stop, Dantong! Stop!" Zhulin cried out in desperation.

But Dantong gave him no chance.

"Boom!"

With one palm, Dantong blasted Zhulin, whose physical body turned to dust and vanished, leaving only a faint blue specter.

The soul of Zhulin!

Completely destroyed by Dantong.

The three Transcendent Saints and the dozen or so experts of the Demon Clan were terrified, realizing that such terrifying power was utterly vulnerable before Dantong.

"How is it? Did I lie? Are you very happy?" Dantong asked with a smile.