Even as Li Chang'an pushed the *Martial Scripture* to its absolute limit, his skin and muscles felt as if they were being furiously bored into by countless power drills. His entire body throbbed with excruciating pain.
Now Li Chang'an finally understood why Lu Shang couldn't help but curse up a storm back at the Da Yuan Imperial Palace, when he'd seen Li Chang'an just watching coldly, waiting for an opportunity.
—Because right now, Li Chang'an wanted to curse up a storm too.
'That bastard Lu Shang is so damn slow. After this battle is over, I'm going to have to string him up and give him a good thrashing just to let off some steam.'
"Break!"
With a furious roar, Li Chang'an pushed the *Martial Scripture* to its absolute limit. Wisps of Bone and Flesh Fire surged from his body, finally allowing him to break free from the weeds and saplings that were relentlessly trying to bore into his flesh.
The instant he broke free, Li Chang'an vanished.
BOOM!
