The iron rod split the air with intense force, even causing a crack in space itself!
Clearly unwilling to give up, the Hand of Death didn't hide or dodge, but clenched his fist and faced the attack head-on!
"Clang!"
The power of the iron rod was unimaginable, and Ethan Smith only felt a painful sting in his wrist, almost unable to hold on!
The Hand of Death's situation was naturally even more miserable, with his right fist shattered and green blood oozing out!
Ethan Smith didn't care about the pain in his wrist. He tightened his grip on the iron rod once more and roared in anger, planning to take advantage of his victory and kill the Hand of Death.
But at that moment, the silhouette of the Hand of Death suddenly disappeared, as if he were hiding in the depths of space!
The iron rod smashed solidly into the ground, creating a large pit.
Ethan Smith frowned slightly and immediately activated his desolate divine eye to scan the surroundings.