Braving the Dragon's Lair

Have you ever seen what happens when a motorcycle traveling over a hundred kilometers per hour crashes?

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust—cremated on the spot.

And when a Harley came charging in at a lethal speed of four hundred and twenty kilometers per hour, forget this Possession Body—even a true Sharp Steel Extreme, one whose sharp force coursed through its entire body at its very peak, would not be able to withstand it.

Of course, a Sharp Steel Extreme could dodge.

But this Possession Body could neither dodge nor react in time before it was struck head-on by the motorcycle.

With a tremendous bang, the portion of the Possession Body's waist and abdomen above the ground exploded. Flames shot into the sky as shards of metal and flesh sprayed wildly in every direction.

The gigantic Possession Body's upper half was sent flying without the slightest ability to resist, severed limbs and purple fluid strewn all over the ground.

Shi Tiexin had already leaped from the motorcycle the instant its front wheel reared up, vaulting more than ten meters into the air.

He naturally could not endure an impact at four hundred and twenty kilometers per hour either, but he had made his preparations.

He violently pulled a cord at his shoulder, and with a bang, the pack on his back unfolded into a massive parachute. The parachute caught the raging wind and slowed him down drastically. Every cord was taut with enough force to injure an ordinary person, but to Shi Tiexin, this much force was already no more than a passing cloud and a light breeze.

Once his speed plummeted to an acceptable level, Shi Tiexin clicked open the parachute buckle and landed on the ground with a thud.

The huge canopy, having lost its pull, rapidly deflated