Under the immense pressure, jets of blood spurted from the hunchbacked man's mouth, eyes, and nose. They shot out so swiftly that they made sharp whistling sounds through the air.
"Aah!"
An agonized howl tore from his throat, enough to make anyone's heart tremble. Even from a distance, they could feel the terrible pain piercing his very bones.
But Zhao Min's assault on the hunchbacked man did not end there. Her knuckles remained pressed against his shell, while the ink-black demonic flowers and leaves on her arm swayed into a blur of afterimages.
Wave after wave of power surged out in short, swift, sharp pulses, their overlapping vibrations forming an unbroken barrage of blows.
Thud, thud, thud! The impacts rolled together into one continuous roar!
The hunchbacked man's trembling body had become a vibrating blur. In less than half a breath, Zhao Min threw over ten thousand punches. By now, she had cast all caution aside.
With a sharp ripping sound, a skyful of blood and pulped flesh exploded before Zhao Min, and she charged straight through.
She had killed a late Golden Core Realm cultivator in an instant!
Only a breath and a half had passed since the man in the black cloak first attacked.
Then she swept her raised, delicate hand backward, redirecting the force and sending the red-patterned boot, now bereft of its master's control, crashing into the empty air behind her.
At that moment, the five-colored, mottled Demon Beast resembling a thousand-legged centipede had just arrived, directly within the falling boot's range.
Everything changed too quickly. An Die's expression shifted behind her.
Never in her dreams had she imagined that the hunchbacked man, far stronger than herself, would perish—blown to pieces in a single exchange.
Through her divine sense, she had sensed that he was already