The sound of flesh, muscles, and bones tearing apart was not pleasant. Naturally, to tear off the arms of such a powerful cultivator, immense strength was required.
Something that Qingyi certainly did not lack.
His feet sank slightly into the warrior's rib cage, causing the ground beneath them to crack as the air around them grew heavy.
First, the long sleeves of the warrior's shirt tore. The skin on his arms turned red and his mutilated lips opened in a brutal scream, just before his shoulders dislocated with a loud crack.
He tried to call for his mana, tried to react, but nothing was enough.
The man could no longer breathe due to the pain. His mouth was too badly damaged for him to even speak, and his eyes were teary.
Many looked away when, finally, the warrior's skin began to give way in terrible spurts of blood. This revealed the flesh and bones underneath, which couldn't hold up much longer than his skin.
