Chapter 1685

The sword forms collapsed, and the nine dragon souls flew backward. Nonetheless, they could not stop the fist from pounding toward Nash. Damn it! What the hell was this? Nash's heart raced, and his scalp almost exploded. His first thought went back to the enormous skull. Could it be the revival of the god of the West? This idea took root in his mind as soon as it appeared. Just as he was about to escape, he found himself frozen in place by an invisible force, unable to move at all. Even being an expert in the Profound Oriental Realm, he was suppressed by that invisible force. Just as the fist was about to hit Nash, a dilapidated building descended from the sky. In an instant, Nash broke free from the restraints and disappeared from the spot. The dilapidated building slammed into the fist, cracking the giant fist's bones, making it retract back into the ground. Shrouded in darkness, Nash heard footsteps behind him. As he turned around, he saw a nearly 120-meter-tall skeleton s