As soon as the words were spoken, the limb connector's numerous limbs suddenly turned into afterimages.
The next second, accompanied by the sound of bones and muscles tearing, the enraged Transcendent had his legs and arms instantly broken, wailing and falling to the ground like a slaughtered pig.
Everyone's faces turned pale.
Then they saw the limb connector lifting the severed limbs in front of his eyes.
He casually examined them for a while and spat out with some disgust, "Truly hideous."
Burshman seemed uninterested in the limbs, casually crushing them into a bloody pulp and tossing them aside.
"Let me tell you the truth," he moved back and forth across the ceiling like an insect, his voice fading in and out, "There are currently at least six forces no weaker than a Fifth Rank Legend rushing this way, but due to the Tomb of the Dead Silence's uniqueness, by the time they arrive here, I will likely have already advanced to a Fifth Rank Legend."