The Soul Chasing Nail was extremely fast, whether it was killing an ordinary person or a superhuman.
Of course, a superhuman's physical constitution was far stronger than that of an ordinary person, so the resistance encountered by the Soul Chasing Nail when passing through the forehead differed. The amount of Spiritual Sense Chen Mo controlled and output naturally differed as well, but the time required was about the same. Only the consumption of Spiritual Sense varied.
Only when the Soul Chasing Nail could not break through a defense, or when Chen Mo chose to strike somewhere other than the forehead, would it not be so quick to kill them.
Ma Lijin, a fellow about to become Siam's underground king, died here in such a stifled manner. He had spent years of painstaking effort to achieve his goal, only to die here so miserably at this very moment.
Wealth and glory were but a dream; kingdoms vanished in an instant. Life was no more than a drunken revel, and success or failure was all predetermined!
The Muay Thai Masters surrounding Chen Mo were currently showing off their might in the Illusion Realm, wiping out every enemy. Yet after the Dark Light flashed, they received their lunchboxes one after another!
However, these Muay Thai Masters had trained their bodies, so their defenses were quite formidable. The Soul Chasing Nail felt as though it were piercing thick cowhide, and it took some effort.
After the Muay Thai Masters came the Sorcerers.
Chen Mo treated these Sorcerers equally, using the Soul Chasing Nail to pierce them. Yet after several Sorcerers died, the remaining ones seemed to be disturbed by something even within the Illusion Realm. They gradually broke free and regained consciousness.
Chen Mo was rather curious when he saw those Sorcerers awaken.
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