C92 It Was Hard to Persuade the Damned Ghost

The handcuffs binding Faang Yu's wrists shattered in an instant, effortlessly broken by his strength.

Shock filled their eyes as they watched Faang Yu, unable to fathom the reality before them.

Those handcuffs were designed to hold any expert below the True Martial Stage, including Martial Kings.

Yet, before Faang Yu, they were as fragile as brittle tofu. In a mere moment