Chapter 67: The Blade Breaks
The sound was sharp, shrill, and piercing, as if it would tear a person's eardrums apart. Violent waves of sound and force exploded outward, flinging away every fallen leaf, pebble, and even the smallest twig within several yards.
At the center of the clash, an invisible shock wave seemed to spread out from the crossed blades!
Zhao Mang's burly body, charging forward, slammed into an indestructible wall of bronze and iron. He went from furious motion to utter stillness, stopping dead in his tracks.
The rage and savagery on his face vanished the instant the blades met, replaced by sheer, disbelieving shock.
A terrifying force, mighty enough to topple mountains and overturn seas, surged along the blade of the Mountain-Splitting Blade like a flood bursting through a breached dam. It crashed savagely into his arm, flooding half his body in an instant.
"Crack! Crack-crack!"
First, the flesh at the web between his thumb and forefinger split apart like rotten cloth, spraying blood and shredded flesh.
Then came the unbearable crunch of all ten finger bones breaking. Pain like ten thousand steel needles stabbed viciously into his nerves.
"Ugh!"
Zhao Mang let out a muffled groan of such agony that his face twisted. In an instant, it turned as pale as paper. The immense strength he had always prided himself on was utterly helpless before this force.
He could even feel the bones in both his arms groaning, while his muscles seemed about to be torn apart by the sheer force.
How can this brat—his strength—he's clearly only in the Muscle Refining Realm too!
Zhao Mang screamed inwardly, unable to believe it. In the instant their weapons met, he had clearly sensed that Chen Yue's blood and qi remained at the Muscle Refining Realm. He hadn't