Capítulo 270: Master

Once the line was drawn, a crack that seemed to divide the sky and earth appeared in the air under the dark sky. Su Ming’s right index finger was like the tip of a brush. When he drew past the old Shaman’s chest, his body moved along with it. Like the falling of leaves in autumn, he drew an arc, then turned his back towards the old Shaman right in his face and walked away.

The old Shaman coughed out blood and staggered a few dozen steps backward before swiftly lifting his head. The moment he trained his gaze on Su Ming, a terrifying long line appeared on his chest and blood poured out of that line. His blood dropped on the ground, causing the place to be filled with a bloody stench.

The old Shaman’s bones from the wound on his chest could be seen shattering inch by inch, and the organs under those bones had turned into a pool of blood…