Chapter 524: Sword Move as Funeral!

Sun Wukong's gray silhouette had an attack power that was absolutely formidable, and it was stronger, rather than weaker, than Xi Zhao's black silhouette. So, while that punch landed on the Formless Vanishing incarnation of Xi Zhao, it still sent the impostor Xi Zhao flying backwards. After delivering that punch, the gray silhouette slowly dissipated in mid-air as if it had exhausted all its strength. The blowback sent Xi Zhao flying thousands of meters before he finally came to a halt.

The staggered Xi Zhao then reverted back to his Formless Vanishing true form. Upon closer inspection, an astonishing number of cracks had appeared on it. The Divine Weapon that once radiated a strong aura now seemed as dull and lusterless as mortal iron. Aside from barely sensing the weak pulsation of the Formless Divine Power within, the Divine Weapon was now no different from scrap metal. The seemingly ordinary punch from the gray silhouette was actually that formidable.