C1709 Torture

Elder Bai stared at his severed right arm in sheer disbelief, his expression etched with incredulity. The sword strike he had just unleashed was the pinnacle of his White Cloud Sword Technique, a move that spelled certain death for anyone caught in its gleaming arc. Yet General Heiying hadn't sustained so much as a scratch from the sword light; he had effortlessly seized Elder Bai's arm