Indeed, that was the case.
The finger strike, which should have been able to instantly kill a Martial Artist of the same rank or even a mid-Eighth Grade expert, hadn't left so much as a scratch on Yomotsu Hiraka.
"Ridiculous."
Yomotsu Hiraka's gaze was cold, staring at Xu Huang as if looking at a dead man.
He no longer relied on his physical strength. Instead, he made a grasping motion with his right hand in the empty air, and a ten-meter-long spear condensed from seawater formed in his firm grip.
He, Yomotsu Hiraka, was afraid of Xu Lai.
But human Martial Artists of a much lower Boundary, like Xu Huang and Feng Lang, were no different from ants in his eyes.
The seawater spear was infused with Spiritual Energy.
Yomotsu Hiraka hurled it fiercely, transforming it into a streak of light aimed directly at Xu Huang's brow!
"..."
Xu Huang's pupils contracted.
I can feel it... a life-or-death crisis! But I... can't move!
