The fifty-thousand-ton dark rock claw struck the riverbed with the wrath of a falling mountain.
KRAAA-BOOOOOM!
The bedrock of the Primeval Deep pit fractured for half a mile in every direction.
Dark rock slabs three paces thick buckled upward like broken teeth, spewing jets of white-hot stone gas into the dark cave.
Yet where the central talon should have crushed mortal flesh to paste, there was no red pulp.
There was only a curved refraction of space.
Thirty paces around Lu Chen, the Blood Singularity Domain held firm.
The crushing moving mass of the stone claw dropped. Then, the huge gravity slope warping reality around his dark shape seized the downward vector.
