The air seemed to be twisted by this mysterious force, and the ground began to vibrate slightly, as if issuing an early warning for the impending crisis.
The moment that Dharma seal struck his shoulder fiercely, he was frantic with anxiety and instinctively tried to summon all his Dharma Artifacts. Yet whether it was the powerful Nine Prisons, the exquisite Profound Spirit Awl, the gilded staff that had accompanied him all along, or even those old Dharma Artifacts he had long since put out of mind, not a single one answered his call in the silence. A trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and beads of sweat as large as beans rolled down his forehead.
This blow carried immense force, piercing straight through his chest. With a sharp crack, a bone broke, and a deep indentation instantly appeared on his chest. The surrounding trees were shaken violently by this mighty force, and leaves fell one after another, as if mourning for Lěng Yè's plight.
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