Boom!!!!
The ground burst open. Under his crumbling state of mind, Feng Chihuo’s constructed defense popped like a weak soap bubble. In the midst of the world shaking sound, lines and lines of cracks rapidly spread beneath his feet, directly extending to more than three hundred meters. As for Feng Chihuo, he had completely disappeared from his line of sight… it was not known how deep his body had been sunk deep into the ground.
Pitter-patter…
Pitter-patter…
Fresh blood flowed from the webs of Yun Che’s fingers like pearls from a broken string, quickly trickling drip by drip onto the ruins underfoot. His previous all-out attack made countless cracks appear on his entire body. Blood dyed his body, making him resemble a bloody demon god, an Asura coming out of the battlefield. Even the wind brushing past his body carried the pungent smell of blood.
Finally… over…
Bang!!