This strike was terrifying in its power.
It was enough to instantly vaporize the Great Black Magic King, who specialized in strengthening his body, let alone Xu Hanlin, whose strength in all aspects was far inferior. However, what surprised Su Heng was that, as the firelight dispersed and the empty clouds broke, Xu Hanlin's body was still suspended in mid-air.
Although his body was charred, his hair and clothes all gone, his skin cracked and flesh burst open, exposing the crimson blood and continuously writhing organs beneath.
Yet, he was still alive, and his wounds were stubbornly healing, with new flesh constantly knitting together over the injuries.
"So that's how it is..."
Su Heng stared intently for a while, realization dawning on him.
