Ah Du Mu's pupils widened.
"What is this power?!"
He finally panicked.
Humans always fear the unknown most, and that was true even for a Mingxin Grandmaster.
Ah Du Mu couldn't fathom what kind of technique that phantom palace was.
But Bai Yuan gave him no chance to think.
He slammed Ah Du Mu to the ground, wrapping his legs around his body like venomous snakes and gripping Ah Du Mu's right palm with both hands.
CRACK!
A sharp snap rang out.
Bai Yuan had ripped Ah Du Mu's right hand clean off.
"Aargh!"
The intense pain nearly drove Ah Du Mu mad.
The move Bai Yuan had just used was a ground-based killing technique from Ximo's own martial arts.
However, this was only the beginning.
...
「A quarter of an hour later.」
There was no trace of Ah Du Mu left in the yellow sand, only pools of flesh and blood.
Bai Yuan had utterly obliterated Ah Du Mu.
He rose slowly to his feet and glanced coldly at the sand dunes.
