Zhang Yue watched in horror as the Millennium Ancient Insect's thick, mountain-like front legs slammed down with the force of a thousand jun, his heart leaping straight to his throat and his scalp tingling numbly. Almost instinctively, he poured every ounce of strength into dodging to the side, channeling his spiritual power to its absolute limit as he executed the Gale Shadow-Sweeping Step, his entire body dissolving into a blurred afterimage. Yet the attack of the Millennium Ancient Insect was simply too ferocious, striking with the speed of a sudden lightning bolt. Despite making the fastest and most instinctive reaction possible, Zhang Yue still failed to completely evade the fatal blow, taking the insect's steel-whip-like tail squarely across the face.
The force of this sudden strike was utterly beyond imagination. Zhang Yue felt as though his cheek had collided head-on with a collapsing mountain, a piercing, agonizing pain erupting instantly—like countless steel needles stabbing into his flesh simultaneously—before spreading throughout his entire head. He was sent spinning wildly through the air, completely out of control, like a kite with a snapped string or a projectile fired from a powerful catapult.
"Oh, mother!" Zhang Yue cried out in agony as he tumbled through the air, his voice dripping with pain and despair. His body spun like a runaway top, the dizzying rotation turning the scenery before his eyes upside down until the entire world seemed flipped. His intern…
Chapter 258