The force from the punch rebounded instantly, shattering Kaelor's fist and half of his arm.
His soul was damaged, and a wave of inexplicable pain caused his entire spirit to tremble violently. His eyes were filled with shock and terror that he couldn't hide.
"How… is this possible?!"
Kaelor's gaze was now completely consumed by fear.
For any ghost, damage to the soul was fatal.
But more than that, he couldn't believe that the other person hadn't even made a move.
That body—hard as iron, completely immovable—had not only absorbed the force of his punch but amplified it several times over and sent it all back at him.
His own punch had nearly obliterated his soul.
His spirit trembled violently, and the pain that almost tore his soul apart was overwhelming, nearly swallowing him whole.
"You… what were you when you were alive?!"
At this moment, Kaelor's eyes were filled with nothing but terror.
