"Phew—"
"Phew—"
At the moment when Cheng Kun and Dongfang Jian's palms and fingers clashed, their faces flushed crimson like blood, and their bodies shook like sieves as they both fell to the ground.
The moment they hit the ground, they both let out pitiful, wretched screams.
Dongfang Jian felt a chilling Inner Strength penetrate his body, wandering through his limbs like swiftly moving little snakes, continually attaching and moving.
Even as he activated his Inner Qi to fend it off, it did no good, and he couldn't help but tremble, curling up on the ground and clutching his arms.
Cheng Kun, on the other hand, was incessantly screaming in agony, rolling on the ground, and frantically tearing at his clothes, even tearing his skin, his facial muscles twitching and distorting. His eyes reflected extreme fear, despair, pain, and a pleading look, so agonizing that it was unbearable to witness.
