In the fierce engagement, both sides' protective measures were simultaneously broken. The sharp nails of Saintly Venerable Mok Hai pierced through the flesh on Lu Ye's chest. Just a few more inches, and they could penetrate his heart.
If that were to happen, Lu Ye would be beyond saving, no matter how great his skills were.
But Saintly Venerable Mok Hai quickly realized something was amiss because the sensation from the nails wasn't like piercing into a living body, but more akin to stabbing into a piece of dense deadwood, significantly hindering the piercing momentum.
Thus, he immediately understood something: the physique of this human was truly not inferior to his own!
Only with such strength could one withstand his stab with merely the body's toughness.
Although he had sensed the opponent's physical strength was not weak in earlier skirmishes, he hadn't expected it to be so formidable.
It was simply unbelievable!
