BOOM!!
This terrifying power drew everyone's gaze. Even resisting with his full strength, Wang Heng Mountain was no match for it. After a brief stalemate, his body was sent flying backward, only stopping after crashing through a tall wall.
A clear Fist Seal was left on his iron-cast chest. He knew his opponent had held back at the last second. Otherwise, that attack would have pierced clean through him.
Even so, the blow had rattled his internal organs, and he couldn't stop the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
However, for a powerful being of the Saint Awakening Level, such an injury was not truly severe.
'This power... It seems even more terrifying than the tank cannons I've faced on the battlefield. What's even more frightening is his precise control. To be able to hold back at the very end...'
'From Donghua, with such terrifying strength, and a bird-shaped Mind Dharma Form that appears when he strikes...'
'The man before me... Could he be...?'
