Two strands of blood-devouring ghost silk, each faster and more powerful than the last, could easily penetrate a slab of steel.
At this moment, Meng Chong felt an intense sense of crisis dawning on him.
With a low growl, his muscles bulged, and with a 'dong' sound, his body turned as tough as a golden bell, even emitting a faint golden light.
He crossed his fists in front of his chest to protect his vitals.
Thud!
The blood-devouring ghost silk instantly pierced his fists, its cold presence traveling from his fists up his arms and entering his body.
Boom!
His blood qi burst forth wildly within him, sweeping through his body and shattering the bottleneck—he had broken through the limit of copper bones!
However, the danger had not subsided.
Even with the imminent completion of his golden bones, he was no match.
A stabbing pain came from his fists, the cold aura seeming ready to freeze them solid.