Cai Bin casually waved his hand, and a burst of Qi Force erupted. A fierce wind swept through, instantly dispersing the dust that had filled the sky.
At that moment, a deep crater came into Cai Bin's view. The ground was covered in a dense web of cracks that spread out like a spiderweb. Even the surrounding trees had been turned to dust. It was a testament to the sheer power contained within Cai Bin's last palm strike.
And there was Long Chen, drenched in blood, looking utterly disheveled. The impact of the strike had only worsened his already grave injuries, leaving him in a terribly weakened state. Intense pain washed over him, making him feel as though his body were about to be torn apart.
Yet even so, his eyes remained full of determination. Bearing the excruciating pain, he slowly climbed out of the deep pit.
