Lü Wushuang was astonished. She saw that every muffled pop had come from a point where an acupoint had been sealed.
While she was still shocked, Hua Meiru felt bone-splitting pain shoot through her wrist. The hand she had pressed onto Yuan Gang's shoulder had already been seized in Yuan Gang's grip.
Whether it was magical power used to seal cultivators or methods used to lock the acupoints of ordinary flesh-and-blood bodies, none of it worked on Yuan Gang's body.
He could only be restrained if he was willing. If he did not wish to be restrained, sealing his acupoints had no effect on him whatsoever.
Even if he was sealed, should he wish to break free, the blood and qi within him could burst through the restraints in a manner that defied all reason.
No one had told Yuan Gang why this was so, nor had anyone explained what was happening. Thus, Yuan Gang himself did not know the answer.
Hua Meiru was greatly startled. Before she could react, a tremendous pulling force yanked her over. In an instant, Yuan Gang's furious face filled her vision. Her body tightened as Yuan Gang wrapped her in a bear hug.
Hua Meiru found it difficult to break free even with her magic. It was unbelievable. This fellow had struggled and thrashed about all the way here, yet he still possessed such immense strength, as though he had inexhaustible power in his body.
Bang! Hua Meiru poured all her cultivation into a palm strike and blasted Yuan Gang in the chest, trying to break free.
Yuan Gang's already injured body suffered another heavy blow. "Pfft!" He spewed a mouthful of blood.
Yet Yuan Gang, grievously wounded and gaping with a blood-filled mouth, clutched her in a death grip and refused to let