Chapter 613: Framing, Divine Generals Descending to the Immortal Land (2)

"Heh, you can't withstand a single blow." The mysterious person sneered, his face filled with disdain. Then, he gently grabbed at the shadow, preparing to absorb this power aura for inspection. "I want to see where you come from, to dare be so arrogant!"

However, as soon as he grabbed this power, the mysterious person's palm seemed to have turned into ice that had fallen into a fireball, and purple-black smoke actually rose.

"The power of the Human Monarch!"

The mysterious person immediately screamed, and his face turned extremely pale. He hurriedly waved his arm, trying to toss away this power aura.

However, this was useless. The aura of the Human Monarch's descendant could not be shaken off at all.

It was like a parasite stuck tightly to his hand.

In just a few breaths, the mysterious person's entire right hand and arm had been corroded into residue.