A thigh smashed onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust; fresh blood soaked the earth, bringing stillness to the heavens and earth.
Ye Chen, clutching his Dragon Spear, stood frozen in place, staring dumbfounded at the severed leg. Had it been so easily chopped off?
"You actually..." the Master of Dao Destruction looked at the blood-soaked limb, unable to believe his eyes as he stared at Ye Chen.
"Ye Chen, stay behind me!"
Master Qi Li swiftly arrived, shielding Ye Chen behind her. His spear had caused a tremendous disaster.
Master of Dao Destruction was neither missing an arm nor a leg, but he was holding someone, a young man pale as a ghastly white, who was minus a leg!
"Dao ancestor, I, I have lost a leg?" The young man's face looked ashen, unable to accept this reality.
