At that moment, the force carried by Sea Dragon Douluo's claws was terrifying, not only extraordinarily sharp but also immensely heavy.
Anyone who came into contact with them would probably immediately feel mountain-like pressure bearing down from them, accompanied by Soul Power fluctuations brimming with destructive force. If they landed a direct hit, even a small mountain would probably shatter.
Such terrifying speed was already dazzling, yet compared with the speed at which Chen Ping now hurled his Martial Soul, it still seemed sluggish.
In a mere instant, the Three Fiends Knotting Staff had left Chen Ping's hand. A streak of pure white light flashed like lightning, reaching Sea Dragon Douluo before anyone could even see its trajectory.
The throw was simply too fast, without the slightest warning. The entire process could only be described as a lightning flash and a spark struck from flint.
If there had to be a warning, it was that Chen Ping's earlier Ring Fusion, which had united eight rings into one, had completely vanished at that same moment.
Time seemed to freeze and tear apart at that instant.
"Hiss-!"
The staff left his hand!
There was no piercing whistle through the air, only a faint sound like tearing cloth, so brief it was almost overlooked.
The instant the staff's image vanished, a visible ring of ghastly white, violent air erupted before Chen Ping!
It was a devastating shock wave formed by the instantaneous compression of air as its speed broke through the sound barrier!
The staff was no longer in his hand. It was before Sea Dragon Douluo.
Before the ruthless certainty of victory in Hai Bodong's eyes could turn to horror, his chest, covered in indestructible blue dragon scales and capable of meeting a mountain head-on, was struck as though by a meteor