The collision was like Mars smashing into Earth, and Wei Mo's newly recovered body cracked once again. Despite his powerful ability to manipulate the forces of heaven and earth, he felt incapable of withstanding it.
As for Pang Feng, his clothes had turned entirely to ashes. His body became scorched all over, and if one could see his bones at this moment, they would find them as translucent and flawless as jade, undamaged despite the massive collision.
Both men retreated, a distance of a hundred paces separating them. Their eyes were bloodshot as they stared at each other, as if trying to kill one another with their gazes alone.
Having fought to this extent, both were frenzied. Their chests rose and fell rapidly, unmoving, as if time itself had frozen.
"Wow!" After what felt like an eternity, Wei Mo opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
His body slowly shrank back to its normal size, and a wound on his arm emerged that seemed incapable of healing.
