The only remaining elder of the Long Family, his face covered in blood, appeared as if countless steel needles were piercing through his mind, bleeding profusely from all his orifices.
Almost the instant the illusion realm was forcibly broken, he realized it was over, staggering backward while crying out miserably.
"General Yuan, strike quickly!"
Bang!
Almost as his voice fell, his entire body was as if struck by a massive meteor, an unimaginable force descended from above, pounding every part of his body, causing him to spew blood and plastering him nearly flat against the ground.
Indeed!
He was plastered flat against the ground.
Jiang Shi's strike with the Wolf Fang Club contained a terrifying force of nearly one hundred thousand pounds, akin to a bulldozer crashing down from dozens of meters high.
The entire ground shook violently, covered in blood, and filled with cracks, leaving a pit over a meter deep.
"Strike? You still think you can strike!"
