"Bang!"
The deafening roar echoed like thunder, and the shockwave swept out like a fierce gale, turning the tables and chairs inside the grand hall into fine powder in an instant. Amidst the billowing dust and smoke, Zhong Yun let out a muffled groan and staggered backward. Although his face was pale and a trace of blood stained the corner of his mouth, his gaze remained unyielding.
Opposite him, the Black-robed Man stood with proud arrogance, as if the overwhelming attack he had just unleashed were merely a casual flick of the wrist. "You have some skill," the Black-robed Man said, his raspy voice laced with playful mockery, "but that is the end of the line."
Chapter 106