"Thud! Thud! Thud!"

A series of sounds of blood being spat out echoed continuously. Shen Tianchi was the first to bear the brunt, his body flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing through the city wall and slamming heavily into the distant mountain wall.

The mountain wall shattered instantly, burying most of his body under the rubble.

He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, the fighting spirit in his eyes dissipating instantly. His aura weakened to the extreme, and he didn't even have the strength to struggle to get up.