The surging poisonous smoke slowly dispersed, revealing a figure standing firm and unfallen.
The figure's clothes were in tatters, and the skin covering his body had been blasted until it cracked and bled. His hair was filthy and disheveled, whipping wildly in the wind.
Zhou Qiming slowly walked out, inwardly astonished as well. The power unleashed by the Viscera Refining Martial Artist from the Myriad Poisons Sect desperately detonating himself had been far too strong, comparable to a small-yield human bomb. It had actually wounded even his Limit Breaking third-level hard skill.
This world was still far too dangerous. He had to cultivate even harder and master stronger martial arts, so he would never suffer any harm again!
If he had not mastered the techniques of Hua Jin this time, and if his understanding and application of Blade Momentum had not improved, he would not have been able to kill Elder Qiu and Elder Meng from more than forty feet away in time. If either of them had gotten close, things would have become troublesome!
The elders of the Myriad Poisons Sect had all cultivated various sinister Poisonous Arts. How terrifying was a desperate final strike before death? Other Viscera Refining Martial Artists did not have techniques for detonating themselves.
When Song Quan and his master saw this scene, their souls nearly fled their bodies. Their faces went pale with terror, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.
"What? The two elders detonated their Poisonous Arts, yet they still failed to heavily injure him through the backlash. What is this fellow's body made of?"
"Too terrifying. He's definitely a humanoid Prodigy!"
Sai Yanluo and his disciple exchanged a glance, their pupils contracting as regret and despair filled their hearts.
If they had known that the Blade Catcher under the County Lieutenant was