However.
This ultimate freedom and ease lasted only for a brief moment.
After the sonic boom, Fang Cheng's body was fiercely gripped by an invisible giant hand and then hurled forward.
The burning sensation on the surface of his body reached its peak, with every inch of skin experiencing the most intense friction with the tearing air.
The blood beads oozing from his pores had turned into steaming blood mist, obscuring his features.
His internal organs were churning violently, as if about to break free from his chest cavity.
The bone-deep resonance also reached its peak at this moment.
The deep creaking noise from his bones suggested they were about to shatter under the strain.
Fang Cheng was like a kite with a broken string, continuing to surge forward hundreds of meters under supersonic inertia.
But at this moment, he could no longer maintain that transcendent posture.
