Gao Boyan was struck with mortal terror. Before he could even clearly see that flash of golden light, he felt a coolness wash over his right arm.
He stared blankly down at it, only to realize that at some unknown moment, his right arm had already vanished, leaving him feeling completely hollow.
The next instant, blood gushed like a fountain from the severed stump, and the agonizing, soul-splitting pain surged up belatedly.
"Ah!"
Gao Boyan let out a miserable shriek, clutching his severed arm as he stumbled back several steps and slammed into the coffin behind him.
His complexion turned ghastly pale, sweat beads the size of soybeans rolled down his forehead, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.
The sudden turn of events had happened far too fast, leaving him completely unable to react in time.
The mourning hall instantly erupted in chaos as the Gao family women let out terrified shrieks and collapsed straight to the ground.
Gao Boyan paid no heed to those chaotic noises.
He jerked his head up, as if thinking of something, and fixed his gaze straight ahead.
That streak of golden light, after severing his arm, did not dissipate. Instead, it traced a graceful arc through midair, looped around with nimble agility, and steadily dropped back into the scabbard at Chen Ye's waist, producing a crisp, metallic ringing sound.
Gao Boyan's pupils abruptly constricted.
Controlling a blade from afar!
This is... the cultivation of the Bridge Sea Realm!!!
A buzzing filled Gao Boyan's mind, like a volcano that had accumulated pressure for a long time erupting all at once, and his heart was overflowing with sheer disbelief.
A youth of merely seventeen or eighteen had actually stepped into the Bridge Sea Realm?!
Even more terrifying was the fact that this person had