Shock

"Sorry, but the road to the Yellow Springs has no turning back. This is a one-way street."

Wang Qi's figure suddenly appeared beside Yinglong's head. Yinglong was instantly frightened stiff.

He had no idea that the Heavenly Sword in Wang Qi's hand had already exhausted its power. At this distance, if Wang Qi swung that sword or unleashed some razor-sharp spell, he would be finished here!

Faced with a lethal threat, this Yinglong's reaction was somewhat excessive. He strained his neck, using his own head like an iron hammer as he shook it violently. A force of over a hundred thousand jin erupted without warning. Wang Qi reached out, and for some reason, actually seemed to want to block this move with yielding force.

Wang Qi's palm lightly touched Yinglong's cheek. In that instant, Wang Qi's mana became a vibrating force and passed through Yinglong's body. Yet, hindered by the vigorous vital essence within his opponent, it could not penetrate deeply, only seeping into Yinglong's muscles, tendons, and bones. Moreover, this strike was not powerful; at most, it would make Yinglong feel itchy all over—and in the midst of this desperate battle, the Yinglong would most likely not even notice it.

But Wang Qi had achieved his objective.

"Force analysis, begin..."

Mana flowed through Yinglong's entire body, which meant Wang Qi's spiritual perception flowed through Yinglong's entire body. The contraction and expansion of every muscle, the movement of every thread of vital essence, the motion of every bone—all interfered with this force, then fed back to Wang Qi. As Yinglong poured his strength toward Wang Qi, this probing mana also flowed back into Wang Qi's body.

And arriving along with it was the force of Yinglong's counterattack.

"Crack crack crack crack crack crack..."

The bones in Wang Qi's left hand