The cult leader caught Jin Guang's arm, applying pressure with such devastating force that the martial artist winced in pain.
"Are you trying to tickle me?" he asked, his lips curling into a menacing smile. "Let me show you what real strength is."
The pressure intensified, crushing down on Jin Guang's arm. The cult leader's smile stretched wider across his face as he applied more force, savoring the moment of dominance. But suddenly, he felt something unexpected—a strange crunching sensation beneath his fingers.
"Huh?" Confusion flickered across his features as he wondered if Jin Guang was truly that fragile. Glancing down, he discovered not an arm in his grasp, but a massive wooden log. Whirling around, his eyes locked with Huan Meng of the Illusory Valley, with Jin Guang standing unharmed beside her.
Their gazes met for just a heartbeat before both figures dissolved into wisps of smoke, vanishing into the ether.
