In the dark underground tomb, Gao Fei and He Hentian were examining a statue, both with expressions of surprise.
"Hit it with another punch." He Hentian gathered all his strength into his fist and then smashed it down fiercely.
"Boom!!!"
The massive fist ruthlessly struck the statue, creating a huge noise.
After the punch, his entire backhand began to go numb, and when he looked at the statue again... it was still undamaged.
"It's really sturdy." He Hentian said with a grin, baring his Snaggletooth: "I've used all my strength, yet I still can't smash it, truly impressive." As he spoke, He Hentian pulled out a blood-red da dao from his storage bag, and a scent of blood emanated from the blade, so strong that Gao Fei had to cover his nose.
"This da dao has killed quite a few people, hasn't it?" Gao Fei frowned and said, "The blood has even dyed the blade red."
"Hehe..." He Hentian chuckled: "Not that many... just a few million, that's all."
