His body, tempered year-round by Heavenly Motion, instantly tensed, his muscles sharply defined. The protective cursed energy covering him expanded at full strength, giving off a faint glow.
Thud!
The muffled impact sounded like a sledgehammer striking cotton, dull yet powerful enough to shake the entire fractured opening.
Extreme pressure flooded through the point of contact, tearing through his protective cursed energy like thin paper.
Qingxiao could clearly feel his skin splitting inch by inch under the pressure. Blood gushed down his arm, flowing warmly over his elbow and fingertips.
His bones creaked dully under the unbearable strain, as though they might snap at any moment.
The immense force shoved him several meters backward. His feet plowed two deep furrows through the hard ground, sending broken stones surging up along his trouser legs.
Pain registered clearly in his mind. This outcome was completely beyond Qingxiao's expectations.
The bloody gashes exposed bone, their flesh turned outward and their edges crushed into a mangled mess. Blood dripped from his fingertips, splashing into tiny crimson flowers on the ground.
Qingxiao's gaze darkened completely.
It had been a long time since he had suffered such a serious injury. He had been careless this time.
The woman before him had a Construction Technique far more troublesome than he had anticipated.
But the Perfect Sphere constructed from cursed energy was ultimately not a perfect form. Qingxiao's body had only been injured.
Reverse Cursed Technique healed his injuries in almost a second. At that moment, only one thought remained in Qingxiao's mind.
Enough playing around. I'm going all out against her.
He let out a soft sigh, his voice so low that he seemed to be speaking to Uraume, or perhaps to the entire stretch of ruins:
"I really didn't want it to come to this."
But