Boom!
The two men's palms slammed heavily together like two colliding meteors, and an explosive roar shook the land for hundreds of miles around.
Their immense force exploded in an instant, accompanied by a spray of blood mist that surged and shot in all directions.
Thud! Thud! Thud!!
The two separated at the first clash, the powerful recoil forcing each of them back several steps.
Even the formidable Yuan Magnetic Power beneath their feet seemed considerably weakened by that recoil.
Su Mo retreated five steps, while Taishi Yuan retreated three. At first glance, it seemed that Taishi Yuan had gained the upper hand.
However, in the next moment, a startled cry suddenly rang out.
"My hand!"
Taishi Yuan raised his arm and stared at it in horror. At the end of his arm, his hand had vanished.
Scarlet blood gushed from his mangled wrist like a spring, spilling all over the ground.
Su Mo's gaze was cold, and his face was slightly flushed. The blood and qi within him had churned backward, and he had nearly suffered internal injuries from the shock.
He forcefully suppressed his boiling blood and qi. In that exchange, his strength had still been slightly inferior to his opponent's.
However, several bloodline physiques protected him, and his defensive power was already heaven-defying. He was practically uninjured.
Taishi Yuan, on the other hand, was not so fortunate. The collision of their immense power had immediately blasted his hand into a mist of blood.
It could be said that the outcome of that strike was extremely clear. Though Su Mo had been at a disadvantage, he had utterly defeated Taishi Yuan.
Silence!
Utter silence!
Whether atop Yuan Magnetic Mountain or above Vast Lake, everything abruptly fell deathly still.
Taishi Yuan was dumbfounded by the result of that strike,