Gao Tingyuan did not manage to dodge the attack in time and was pierced through his body.
He looked at the gaping hole in his chest in shock, then fell heavily to the ground.
Upon witnessing this, a heavy weight was finally lifted from Luo Chen’s heart.
Dan Xiu had died, as had Gao Tingyuan.
Even if he were to leave The Great River District now, he wouldn’t have any more concerns.
"But, Brother Gao Er, you still owe me five Spirit Stones, so your Storage Bag, I will gladly accept."
He walked to a spot quite some distance away from Gao Tingyuan and his eyes landed on a grimy storage bag.
Suddenly, his expression changed slightly and he stiffened.
Gao Tingyuan, who should have been completely dead, suddenly sat up.
A pair of glowing green eyes fixated on him.
The distance was great, but under the gaze of those green eyes, Luo Chen was utterly immobilized.
"Damn it, what kind of evil technique is this!"
Luo Chen cried out in his mind, feeling that he had completely lost control of his body.
In his line of sight, Gao Tingyuan just sat there, staring at him.
Both of them became stuck in a stalemate.
"Is it a technique that targets the Divine Soul?"
Luo Chen quickly calmed down. He didn’t feel anything wrong, he just couldn’t move, that’s it.
And, he could not move.
Gao Tingyuan, also, could not move.
"I want to see how long you can keep this standoff with me!"
"Additionally, I am not without countermeasures!"
Subconsciously, the method for the Ming God’s Divine Cleanse spun in his mind and a surge of strong consciousness rose.
This consciousness was strong, although still not as robust as a Divine Soul, it could already mobilize the Sprit Power which normally lay dormant near his acupoints.
With a single thought, thirty-six major acupoints throughout his body were simultaneously impacted.
An intense pain erupted instantly from his flesh and soul.
"Ah!!!"
Luo Chen cried out in pain, his legs wobbled, and he staggered backward.
Across from him, Gao Tingyuan seemed to have suffered a severe backlash. He opened and closed his mouth, unable to speak, and finally fell down weakly.
Luo Chen’s face turned incredibly pale. The pain brought on from utilizing the Ming God’s Divine Cleanse was far beyond what ordinary people could withstand.
Since he started his training, he had only completed it a few times.
To his surprise, he ended up using it amidst a fight this time.
Surveying his surroundings, he was taken aback.
He had the distinct feeling that a long time had passed, but in reality, it seemed like a mere moment had passed.
"Gao Tingyuan has too many tricks up his sleeve, I underestimated him."
Luo Chen told himself that he had been extremely careful
Two Soul Breaking Nails had pierced through his left and right chest, and the Fire Tip Spear had gone through his body.
Furthermore, the earlier explosion caused by tens of thousands of Jade Marrow Waste Bead had caused such severe injury that any Qi Refinement Cultivator would certainly die.
Unexpectedly, Gao Tingyuan still had one last blow to deliver.
All he could say was, it’s no surprise that Gao Tingyuan was the same person who had taken out Xu Renke on the Dao Debate Platform.
Even without his Substitute Puppet, he was still this tenacious.
"Fortunately, that puppet was destroyed by Xu Renke, otherwise, it would take a lot more effort to kill him today."
Luo Chen made a gesture and the Fire Tip Spear, carrying Gao Tingyuan’s storage bag, flew out, followed by the two Soul Breaking Nails.
Subsequently, a Fireball Technique came smashing down.
"Brother!"
A sharp, mournful cry echoed in the air.
Luo Chen was taken aback. Was the man in blue still alive?
He looked up to see that under the joint attack of Murong Qinglian, Gu Caiyi, Zhou Yuanli, and Liu Qiang, the man in blue was still stubbornly holding on.
"Are Sister-in-law and the others too weak, or is this man too strong?"
Caught in his doubts, a green banner slipped from his hand.
An elusive sense of danger caused the man in blue’s pupils to contract.
He shot Luo Chen a fierce glare, then let out a low roar.
He took out a talisman.
Wave after wave of energy spread out, forcing the others to retreat.
As he withdrew, his eyes remained fixated on Luo Chen.
"I, Lan Tianyun, will not forget this enmity!"
After hurling this threat, he quickened his pace, intending to flee.
However, the next moment, a sword tip emerged from the void
Faintly, the sound of raging waves could be heard.
Lan Tianyun covered his neck in shock, and then fell straight down from the sky.
"I’m sorry, I arrived late."
A figure, straight as a sword, landed next to Luo Chen.
He reached out his hand and a Flying Sword returned to his grasp.
Luo Chen looked at Duan Feng, giving him a grin.
"You’re not late, there are still plenty of prey here," he said.