Ronan and the others on the foredeck not only witnessed Bull Demon's tragic fate from beginning to end, but also heard the three consecutive impacts. Even the raging wind and waves could not completely drown them out. They sounded like bones and tendons being smashed to pieces, sending chills down everyone's spine.
In fact, even before Bull Demon, the "Ship-Cutting Sword" that had pierced through the massive wave never came back. After the wave blocking their view crashed down from the side, that sharp gray shadow was nowhere to be seen.
Zhang Yingying saw this happen before she could even enter the cabin and froze for a moment.
"What happened? And over there... did it run away?"
"It died."
"Huh?"
Ronan could confirm that at the instant the "Ship-Cutting Sword" pierced the seawater, a small portion of the water it had originally cut apart instantly condensed into extremely fine crystals. Along its path, they formed a hollow blade ring, whose razor-sharp crystalline inner edge was just a little narrower than the "Ship-Cutting Sword"...
Its body passed through from head to tail, its belly split open and its back cut apart, utterly torn to pieces. If it were going into a pot, all that remained was to chop it into sections with a few cuts down the middle.
Ronan bared his teeth. The Martial Emperor really was ruthless.
The methods and thinking on both sides had been absurdly simple, yet whether it was the body-cleaving crystals or the Adamantine Qi Wall, their sharpness and hardness had both been pushed almost to the extreme.
This was the effect of pure Physical Nature conversion, brought about through extraordinarily efficient mutual interference between the mental and material.
That was all Ronan could see, but it was enough for him to understand that the Martial