The reverberation of the dragon's roar pierced through the sky, like a thunderbolt tearing the void, yet it wasn't externally manifested, just resonating in the mind of the Temple Successor.
"Splat..."
At that moment, a bright light burst forth, splattering the blood-red sky.
The joints of the fingers of the young Immortal Palace's successor all shattered, the bones broke instantly, and the startlingly red blood splashed around like droplets of water. Just one collision had left his hands torn and tattered, filled with cracks like jade stones.
Beyond that, the accompanying inertia had even shattered bones at the shoulder and elbow, extending all the way to his chest.
An intense pain surged forth, causing the Immortal Palace's successor to involuntarily hiss in discomfort, his expression drastically changing.
"This is impossible!" The young figure from the Immortal Palace protested,
Even in one-on-one combat, the inheritor of the Immortal Palace still faced a crushing defeat.