"Wh-what is this thing!" The scorching heat from the Qilin Arm washed over Murong Wanqing's face, turning it pale. Her Top Grade Spiritual Artifact, which could slice through iron like mud, had struck it but only managed to leave a faint white scratch. The arm was otherwise completely unharmed.
"A monster! That's not a human arm!" The crowd below stared in terror at the Qilin Arm and its crimson patterns. They had never seen a human grow such an arm before!
Shen Haoran ignored the crowd's shock. With a jolt of his Qilin Arm, he knocked the longsword aside, clenched his fist, and smashed it toward Murong Wanqing once more!
This time, empowered by the Qilin Arm, Shen Haoran's strength multiplied. A faint phantom of a Qilin appeared over his fist, roaring as it slammed into the Duality Eight Trigrams Array!
BOOM...
