Just as Guu Xinglan was collecting his storage bag to take stock of his loot, a fist suddenly shot out from behind him.
Five fingers, lustrous as jade, curled into a fist. The protruding knuckles looked like tempered blades.
The skin on the back of the hand stretched taut, faint, web-like veins rising to the surface, as if the fist held the very world in its grasp.
Boundless power lay deeply hidden within.
The fist touched Guu Xinglan's back without a sound, not even activating the Protective Spiritual Light of his Magical Robe.
Until…
BOOM!
The savage Fist Force erupted in an instant.
The clothes on Guu Xinglan's back instantly disintegrated into dust, and his skin, flesh, and bone were torn asunder by the sheer Giant Power.
A mist of blood filled the air.
"Aargh!"
He let out a wretched scream as his body twisted and contorted.
Zhu Ju's figure materialized, and he raised an eyebrow in surprise.
'A Body Refining Hard Skill?'
