Above the sky dome, the fierce wind is like a knife, and the flowing clouds resemble wadding.
The glorious human martial power tears through the long sky like a ribbon opening the heavens, striking fiercely on the robust body of the Martial Ancestor!
"Screech——!"
The muffled sound of flesh tearing makes one's teeth ache, the Martial Ancestor's bronze chest nearly split in two, the wound gaping and showing bone, blood gushing like a waterfall.
The Martial Ancestor's knotted muscles squirm and entwine as if alive, the edges of the wound's flesh buds rapidly growing at a visible pace, like thousands of tiny blood snakes weaving and stitching.
In just an instant, the shocking great wound is healed as if new, leaving only a faint red scar, testament to the recent danger.
The Martial Ancestor's life force rivals that of the Ninth Grade Exotic Beasts like mountains, but his size is much smaller, making his recovery speed far superior to those giants!
"Ha!"
