The air around was churned into chaos by the powerful True Qi, forming visible currents as if dragons were swirling. The cups and dishes on the table trembled violently, flying into the air and rolling chaotically.
Afterward, the cups and dishes crashed heavily on the ground, making a crisp shattering sound, the liquor splattering like blood flowers, creating a mess on the floor. Shi Feiyang's cold snort was like a wolf's howl in the cold night, directed specifically at Xie Zhichuan.
Within this cold snort was deep Inner Strength, akin to an invisible sharp blade, with the sound of wind-breaking, stabbing straight at Xie Zhichuan's vital points.
In an instant, Xie Zhichuan felt an overwhelming force rushing at him like a mountain-flooding tsunami, submerging him completely.
He didn't have time to react at all and began to scream miserably.
His left eye suddenly burst violently, the eyeball shooting out, blood splattering instantly, staining half of his cheek red.
