As people of the Demon Sect, only they truly understand how strong Mingzi’s talent is.
"It seems that I must capture you before we can have a good chat."
Mingzi strode towards Su Changqing and said calmly:
"Back then, you killed my clone with one punch. Today, I will defeat your true body with a single punch."
"Let me show you the vast difference between us!"
As soon as the words fell, Mingzi stomped heavily on the ground, causing it to crack. The demon shadow behind him suddenly surged to several tens of feet high, converging on his fist.
The demonic qi around Mingzi surged as his right fist swung out, with the enormous skull carrying formidable power, the howling wind it generated sounded like the wails of ghosts.
"A mid-Celestial Tier secret skill? Lord Mingzi is actually using his full strength?"
Seeing that powerful punch, a disciple of the Demon Sect couldn’t help but show a surprised expression.
"It seems that kid is also extraordinary."
Another disciple of the Demon Sect heard this and smiled, saying: "To make Lord Mingzi use his full strength is enough for him to boast."
The members of the Demon Sect laughed lightly as they talked, without the slightest worry.
Wu Yong and several others, however, didn’t even glance at Mingzi who was swiftly approaching, their gazes were all directed at Su Changqing instead.
They wanted to see how strong Su Changqing had become after his transformation.
"Stronger than the Little Peng King from not long ago..."
Seeing the overwhelming punch, Su Changqing’s expression did not change.
If he had faced Mingzi not long ago, he might have had to struggle a bit, but now...
"Life Flame, ignite!"
Su Changqing whispered in his heart, as scarlet flames swiftly engulfed his entire body.
Along with the flames arose a terrifying force that seemed capable of tearing the heavens and earth apart.
Su Changqing slowly turned his palm into a fist, as a visible airflow rapidly flowed from his fist’s edge.
For this punch, he didn’t use any secret skills, yet even so, storms rose around him.
With a soft shout, Su Changqing raised his right fist and gently struck out.
The airflow converged on his fist burst out with a roar, a visible wave of energy rushed in front of Mingzi.
The enormous and terrifying skull shattered instantly upon contact with the energy wave.
Mingzi’s previously calm gaze turned chaotic, and then he felt an unmatched terrifying force sweep over him.
In an instant, Mingzi spat a large mouthful of blood, flying back even faster than when he came, smashing hard onto the ground.
His right arm twisted in a bizarre manner, blood spewing as if it cost nothing.
That terrifying force easily tore through his protective defense, severely injuring his organs.
Witnessing this scene.
Wu Yong, Miao Feng, and Xuanqingzi’s eyelids all twitched.
Just now, Mingzi had only thrown a punch, but they all saw its formidable power, definitely not inferior to the Little Peng King.
Yet, with just a single collision, the opponent was sent flying like a ragdoll.
From this, it was clear how terrifying Su Changqing’s strength truly was.
Nonetheless, Wu Yong and the others were initially mentally prepared, so although surprised, they didn’t find it too hard to accept.
Meanwhile, the disciples of the Demon Sect seemed to be petrified, staring blankly at the bleeding Mingzi.
Mingzi, who was second only to the Demon Lord in the Demon Sect, hailed by the Demon Lord as an unparalleled genius born once in a millennium, who had always swept through opponents of the same realm with invincible prowess...
Was actually severely injured by a single punch?
And what’s more, the opponent was a cultivator at the same realm as Mingzi, who hadn’t used any secret skills!
This scene bewildered all the Demon Sect disciples.
A moment later, someone snapped out of it, hurriedly pulling Mingzi up, and quickly retreated.
"How is this possible..."
Mingzi looked pale as he looked at Su Changqing, eyes filled with astonishment and shock.
He had thought that after the Celestial Demon Pool, his prowess in the same realm was at the absolute peak, rarely matched.
But who knew, in the face of Su Changqing’s terrifying punch, he had no chance to resist.
"How can a Divine Body realm be this strong?"
Mingzi, who was always proud, was now disheartened, full of disbelief.
"I can defeat your clone with one punch, and your true body just the same."
Su Changqing did not waste words, striding towards Mingzi, speaking coldly:
"Those wronged souls are still waiting for you to apologize."
As these words fell, Su Changqing waved his wide sleeve, summoning a gust of wind, sending terrifying power straight at Mingzi.
Mingzi immediately snapped back to his senses, his face changing drastically.
Without any hesitation, he grabbed a disciple nearby, placing them in front as a shield.
That disciple had no chance to retaliate before exploding into pieces.
Seizing the opportunity, Mingzi retreated to the center of the Demon Sect disciples, decisively activating the earth vein mark, light shining brightly.
He knew that if he didn’t leave now, he wouldn’t be able to leave at all.
Mingzi, hair disheveled, looked fiercely at Su Changqing,
"Indeed, I am not your opponent, but I don’t believe you have another earth vein mark!"
"Just wait for the elves’ pursuit!"
As his words fell, Mingzi took out a jet-black pill, tossing it into the spirit lake.
Instantly, an evil aura surged, overtaking the once-clear spirit lake at an observable speed.
Su Changqing and the others’ faces changed instantly, wanting to make a move to stop it, but it was already too late.
Seeing this, Mingzi laughed hysterically, "Su Changqing, prepare to die!"
As soon as the words fell, Mingzi and his group disappeared in an instant.
At the same time, terrifying auras emerged from the distant sky and earth, rapidly approaching.
In the span of just two breaths, four figures appeared in front of Su Changqing and the others.
"Damn foreigners, what have you done!"
A figure standing more than ten feet tall, with ashen-gray skin, spoke in a deep, muffled voice full of anger.