A Swift Murder

The people in the audience couldn't help but cover up their ears as the loud noise assaulted their ears and made them shudder in their seats. They were also shocked at what had happened. One moment Lin Mu was dodging the greenish wind orbs from Qing Yuan Tiu and in the next, he suddenly punched the floor.

The power of that punch was completely on a different level, such that the floor was shattered and thick stone dust blew up in the air, clouding their vision. The ring was made of a black stone that was common and could be easily carved.

It was sturdy enough to handle a majority of attacks of the cultivators below Core condensation realm and most Qi refining realm cultivators would not be able to even crack it with their strength unless they had some unique qi skills.