Crack!
Suddenly, a crisp sound echoed as two beams of light, one yin and one yang, transformed into the Great Yin Yang Sorrow Poem, tearing through the Thunder Shadow Sword Aura like decayed wood.
Boom!
With nothing to obstruct it, the Great Yin Yang Sorrow Poem struck Chu Ming in an instant. The terrifying force, even with Chu Ming's body refinement reaching emperor level, was absolutely unbearable.
Splurt!
"Pu..."
Chu Ming's body was instantly blasted away, a mist of blood pervaded the air, and excruciating pain seared through his nerves. Cracks appeared on his body, like a shattered porcelain, ready to disintegrate at any moment.
Spewing a mouthful of fresh blood, Chu Ming's figure retreated through the air, retreating a dozen miles.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
