After a 'Clang' sound, two broken hands covered in armor fell to the floor. Several pieces of aggressive magical equipment yet to be triggered splattered and, after emitting dazzling brilliance for a while, lost their sharpness.
Huangpu Shiyi was dazed for a moment. He lifted his arms which had been cut off from the elbows and observed them, his head tilted.
For a second, the section was as smooth as a mirror. Bones, veins, and nerves were clear and distinguishable, as if they were pictures from a textbook.
It was not until one second later that two springs of blood suddenly erupted and dyed his face and head red.
Huangpu Shiyi screamed desperately, "My hands! My hands!"
As a Core Formation Stage Immortal Cultivator, he should've had better self-control than to exclaim so uncouthly just because of the loss of two hands.
But the problem was that he was still in the eruptive phase, and he had poured all his vigor and vitality into his hands!
