Iron Corpse Sheath remained seated on the ground. Only more than two hours after Chi Yunsang had left did he let out a sinister chuckle and climb to his feet. Opening his mouth, he spat out a black orb of light that struck the gap in the restriction. In the blink of an eye, the black orb became a curtain of black light. The golden lightning arcs within the restriction suddenly surged forth, striking the black light curtain one after another. The radiant, glittering curtain dimmed in an instant, trembling repeatedly as though it might shatter at any moment.
"What a formidable restriction. If that human formation master hadn't damaged it, I'm afraid I would never have been able to break out in my lifetime." Iron Corpse Sheath's expression changed. Gritting his teeth, he moved, shooting straight toward the gap in the restriction like lightning.
With a tearing sound, like cloth being ripped apart, just as Iron Corpse Sheath was about to pass through, a thick golden lightning arc broke through the black light curtain and struck him squarely in the back. His body, tougher than refined steel, was instantly blasted open with a wound as wide as a bowl.
Iron Corpse Sheath screamed again, mustered his remaining strength, and broke through the restriction's obstruction. Carried by his powerful momentum, his body crashed to the ground and rolled several times.
Only after quite a while did Iron Corpse Sheath tremblingly struggle upright from the ground, swaying like a doddering old man. Clutching his grievously wounded back, pain filled his eyes, but so did a trace of joy.
"I'm finally out. I've escaped this damned cage."
Had he not been so heavily injured, Iron Corpse Sheath would have been unable to resist throwing back his head and laughing aloud. After settling