The Eight Extremes Palm containing City Lord Qiao's powerful strike was completely taken into Yang Chen's Nine-Star Gourd. The instant it was absorbed, Yang Chen's whole body trembled violently. He clenched his fists tight, true qi circling around him, and only then did he suppress the shaking.
Yang Chen knew this was the backlash from the Nine-Star Gourd. Clearly, after the gourd absorbed the Eight Extremes Palm's power, a portion of that power still spread outward and overflowed onto him.
Perhaps the half-step Heavenly Martial Realm was already a critical threshold. This result was telling him precisely that if he tried absorbing an even stronger force, the lingering shockwaves alone would be enough to injure him—or even kill him.
Yang Chen took a deep breath. The side effects brought by City Lord Qiao's Eight Extremes Palm had only caused him a brief moment of discomfort.
Looking again at City Lord Qiao, he was already so shocked that his eyes were wide and his jaw hung slack.
"What exactly is going on?" City Lord Qiao's veins bulged as he utterly refused to believe what was happening before him.
Indeed, his Eight Extremes Palm was not invincible, but he could not believe that it had been broken by a mere young martial artist at the Earth Martial Realm second level. And so easily at that—vanishing in an instant!
"Yang, what did you do?!" City Lord Qiao roared. He could tell that this had an absolute connection to the gourd in Yang Chen's hand.
Yang Chen had no time to pay attention to City Lord Qiao. Taking advantage of the fact that City Lord Qiao had yet to figure out his true strength and did not dare act rashly, Yang Chen curled his lips into a smile, grabbed the Nine-Star Gourd, and took