The silver needle moved soundlessly, and after being imbued with the power of three laws, it even vanished from sight; if one wasn't looking carefully, its presence would be almost imperceptible.
Even in mid-flight, there were no gusts or any such noises. It was as though it suddenly left Song Jian's hands and then just as suddenly appeared on the target!
Boom~
When the silver needle struck the hooded man clutching the Bloodthirsty Warhammer, what should have only made a small hole in him exploded like a bomb. Half of the hooded man's body was blown to pieces, leaving behind a mutilated corpse hanging from the Bloodthirsty Warhammer.
It was now clear that the hooded man was actually a corpse. With such severe injuries, not even the hooded man's complexion changed, his expression remaining dull as if he was not the one injured.
