Zhang Yuchen was only at the Vitality Soul Realm.
Yet with that single strike, he erupted with astonishing power.
With a bang, he knocked the Great Tengu's twin blades aside, his strength directly surpassing the peak of the Spiritual Wisdom Realm.
Before the Great Tengu could react, the Coin Sword came slashing down, cutting off a third of his crimson nose, which was a full twenty centimeters long.
Black blood sprayed everywhere. The Great Tengu staggered back repeatedly, terror filling his eyes as he screamed.
"Ah! My nose, my nose!"
The other Japanese onmyoji and monks around them were likewise horrified.
They cried out one after another:
"What? Lord Tengu's nose has been cut off!"
"No way! That's Lord Tengu!"
"..."
The Japanese all cried out in fear, finding it utterly unbelievable.
The Great Tengu was the strongest presence here, yet Zhang Yuchen had cut off his nose with a single sword strike, leaving him in a wretched state.
But we knew very well.
Though Zhang Yuchen looked formidable, he only had that one strike in him.
After landing, he could barely keep himself standing...
Still, that strike intimidated everyone around us, forcing them to retreat again and again.
Pan Ling and Mao Jing immediately rushed forward to support Zhang Yuchen.
Zhang Yuchen swayed unsteadily, gasping for breath.
"I... I can't... can't hold on..."
As he spoke, his entire body went limp like mud. He could not even stand steadily.
Seeing this, Brother Wang frowned.
The outer ring of onmyoji had been intimidated into retreating and had stopped attacking, giving us a brief chance to catch our breath.
He immediately took a step back, turned to me, and said,
"Brother, I may not be able to return. But you all must make it back alive!"
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