Qi the Old Freak's treacherous strike at the critical moment not only severely wounded Zhang Tie and Mountain-Bearing True Person in an instant, but also seized the crystal sphere Zhang Tie had been holding—the one that controlled the temple's core. In the blink of an eye, the situation within the temple hall was completely reversed.
At any time, compared to the harm inflicted by enemies, the betrayal of comrades who had once stood in the same camp—and the knife they plunged into one's back—was the most devastating. Qi the Old Freak had proven this truth once again.
Seeing Qi the Old Freak's unbelievable performance, even the devil baron did not continue attacking for the moment. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and studied Qi the Old Freak's smug face with a probing gaze.
Having taken a solid blow from an Earth Knight—an ambush delivered at full strength, from such close range that he had no time to guard against it—even Zhang Tie felt as if he had been struck by a speeding train traveling several hundred kilometers per hour. As he spat out blood, his entire skeleton crackled sharply, and he was sent flying over sixty meters. He rolled countless times across the ground, leaving a trail of blood before finally coming to a stop.
Zhang Tie struggled into a half-kneeling position and spat out another mouthful of blood. His internal organs felt as though they had just been fished out of boiling water. It was the first time Zhang Tie had experienced such pain. Qi the Old Freak's Battle Qi carried a unique damaging attribute; being struck by it was simply worse than death.
Qi the Old Freak's strength was also immense. Had an ordinary Black Iron Knight taken that blow, at least several bones would have broken, and