A metallic clanging resounded through the dim space, the crisp sound of impact stinging to the ears. Ye Chen was sent reeling, coughing up blood as he stumbled backward. His wrist shattered, and his entire arm was flayed, exposing raw bone—a grisly sight. The recoil from the Nether Black Cauldron had snapped his limb.
*Puff!* Once again, he flipped his hand to conjure his sword, slashing out a brilliant streak of light.
Yet, sharp as the blade was, it struck the Nether Black Cauldron without shaking it in the slightest.
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