The five Elders were powerless to resist the Fist Force, which struck like a collapsing sky. Their bodies were twisted and mangled, imprinted into a crater in the ground.
At the very moment those five Elders died, a rapid succession of seven thuds echoed out.
The seven Elders who had been clinging to Fang Shuwen were sent flying.
Their Inner Strength had been drained completely. While still in mid-air, they were killed by a backlash of that very same power. They were dead before they even hit the ground.
Fang Shuwen circulated his North Nether Divine Technique and slowly exhaled.
Those seven Elders were no simpletons; each possessed Inner Strength honed over at least forty to fifty years of arduous cultivation.
Having absorbed hundreds of years' worth of Inner Strength in an instant, even Fang Shuwen felt a slight stir within him.
