The weapon cleaved through metal like soft clay. Not to mention inflicting grievous wounds upon the leopard's insides, even the two blades that pierced his chest were spurting blood, staining him from head to toe.,He clearly remembered the round amulet shattering into eight pieces under the leopard's tremendous force. Somehow, when he woke up, it was back on his neck, perfectly fine.,It goes without saying, given his character. The middle-aged man simply stood silently at the side, not contesting it.。