A thunderous sound shattered the spatial barrier. Moyang, seized with terror, instinctively reached out to grab at the air. The miniature sword pierced through the center of his palm, but its momentum was spent; as it struck his forehead, it merely broke the skin before coming to a halt.
Chapter 1041: Dogs Biting Dogs
Though the old woman appeared extremely aged—in a state where most would be nearing the end of their lifespan—her strike was terrifyingly powerful.
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