Chapter 695: You've Already Lost

"Annihilating Stone Rain!" With a sharp shout, Murray Ullithorn unleashed his ultimate technique. In an instant, a storm of rocks streaked toward Benson Santee like a rain of meteors. Every stone was different. Some were heavy as iron hammers; others were light and razor-sharp as blades. Thousands upon thousands surged forward in a dense, unrelenting wave. Benson's expression turned grave. After so many uses, the spiritual energy in his Heaven-Subduing Fan had begun to weaken. Without hesitation,...