Asymmetrical Battle

At that time, An Yang was sitting cross-legged in his room thinking. He had spent a large amount of money to buy an Evil Orchid Sutra from a cultivator. It was said to be the masterpiece of some ancient sage, containing the supreme principles of the Great Dao and methods of cultivation. That cultivator had gained entry into the path simply by contemplating this sutra.

Before he could figure anything out, the fine hairs on his body suddenly tightened, and a layer of cold sweat instantly broke out behind his back.

That feeling was as if someone were pointing the tip of a knife right at the bridge of his nose.

Without the slightest hesitation, An Yang flashed to the side, scooped Xiaochán's petite body up with one arm, and charged straight backward. With a loud crash, he smashed through the wall and rushed out of the room.

At that very instant, wood chips, dirt, and stone flew in all directions.

With a heavy thud, An Yang landed on the ground.

Even with his physical toughness, he felt a burning sensation all over his body right then. This matter had happened far too fast; he hadn't even had time to cast a defensive spell. Although he had indeed broken through the wall, every bone and tendon in his body felt as if they were about to fall apart. Facts proved that the greater the force one applied to an object, the greater the reaction force received. Even if the strengths of both sides were not equal, as long as that gap wasn't large enough to rival steel and paper, it was ultimately hard to avoid being harmed by one's own power.

Xiaochán was set down by him, her eyes wide open.

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