“Heavenly Corpse Blood Devil Seal!”
A gloomy voice echoed as the blood devil clenched his fist into a seal and struck out violently.
Billions of blood shadows condensed around the fist seal, shrieking sharply as they swirled around it. A boundless chill radiated outward, enveloping heaven and earth, stripping away all signs of life in its path.
This punch was like the grim reaper’s seal, separating life and death.
Wherever the fist seal passed, the void exploded, its terrifying force obliterating everything.
Wanderer White Brow and the others felt their hair stand on end.
Boundless fear surged within them, sending their true primeval into chaos.
Had that punch been aimed at them, it would have leveled everything within fifty kilometers, leaving no trace of life behind.
Xue Luan’s punch collided with Chen Fan’s Lotus Sword Qi.
The two heaven-tier martial arts clashed with terrifying might. The shock of their impact was like continents crashing together, enough to kill Divine Nascent realm experts and cause qi and blood to churn in Heavenly Star realm warriors.
Crack, crack, crack, crack...
Everything within a fifty-kilometer radius was destroyed, the ground leveled.
The terrifying shockwave rippled out in all directions. A towering cloud of dirt rose a hundred thousand feet into the sky, sweeping out in all directions.
Simultaneously, the three heaven-tier martial arts Chen Fan executed bombarded Xue Huang.
The attack shattered Xue Huang’s defenses and made him explode like a watermelon.
As Xue Huang perished, Xue Luan’s fist seal tore through Chen Fan’s Green Lotus Sword Qi and struck with a force capable of shattering the universe itself.
The fist tore through Chen Fan’s protective true primeval like it were paper.
Sharp cracks followed as his bones fractured under the blow.
Even though the Green Lotus Sword Qi had weakened the punch, it was still enough to decimate an ordinary ninth-level Heavenly Star realm expert.
Chen Fan’s back caved from the impact, and he was sent flying like a cannonball, explosions echoing from within him.
Wanderer White Brow and the others clenched their fists, feeling their hearts twist at the sight.
Despite killing Xue Huang, Chen Fan had been hit by Xue Luan’s deadly strike. They could imagine his situation from the booms and cracks coming from him.
Anyone else would have been obliterated by that punch, leaving no trace.
Only Chen Fan’s Hegemonic Golden Body had spared him from that fate; still, his organs had ruptured and many of his bones were cracked.
“Ahhh, damn it! Damn it!” Xue Luan roared madly.
Chen Fan crashed into a towering peak that crumbled under the impact, burying him in a mass of debris. Yet, he wasn’t dead.
Chen Fan staggered out from the pile of rocks, flying back up into the sky, his back hunched and blood spilling from his mouth, mixed with fragments of his organs.
Xue Luan’s punch had been brutal enough to crack his Hegemonic Golden Body.
“Cough, cough, old fart, no one’s here to divert my attention from you now!”
Chen Fan slowly straightened his back, fierce fighting spirit surging through him. His sharp gaze showed no hint of weakness, despite his injuries.
Xue Luan’s expression became hideous, as dark and heavy as storm clouds about to burst. He took a deep breath, glaring at Chen Fan with murderous intent.
“I underestimated you, little bastard. You were set on killing Xue Huang, even if it meant taking my hit. But... how much strength can you possibly have left? Even alone, I’m more than enough to finish you!”
Chen Fan’s eyes narrowed. “How much strength I have left isn’t the point—it's enough to kill you.”
An overwhelming killing intent erupted from him, tensing everyone around.
“What arrogance!” Xue Luan roared, crossing the sky in a flash and striking out with a palm capable of splitting a hundred-thousand-foot mountain in half.
“Hmph.” Chen Fan snorted coldly. A sharp light shone in his eyes as he punched out, shaking the lands.
An explosion rang out. Both Chen Fan and Xue Luan were pushed back.
However, the two immediately steadied themselves and charged again, colliding in a powerful, relentless assault.
Terrifying explosions echoed continuously in the sky as two figures clashed, separated, and clashed again.
Despite his severe injuries, Chen Fan’s aura only grew more ferocious. Though he wasn’t invincible below the Manifestation realm, no one under that level could kill him.
He arrived at Xue Luan’s side in one step.
Chen Fan’s large hand came smashing down.
Ghosts wept and gods howled. Immortals and gods became extinct.
The blow collapsed Xue Luan’s chest, blood spewing freely as terror flashed across his face.
How could this be? Chen Fan was clearly wounded and exhausted, yet his strength remained monstrous.
Chen Fan stepped forward. The winds rose and the clouds surged, moving in all directions. The four auspicious beasts appeared behind him.
He bent his body like a drawn bow, his palm the arrow.
Chen Fan struck Xue Luan again with brutal force, allowing no time to react.
Xue Luan immediately showed signs of cracking, as if he was about to crumble like porcelain.
“You...” Xue Luan’s words cut off as his entire body exploded, turning into a rain of blood essence.
Moments later, he reappeared, but now weak and pale, visibly ravaged by Chen Fan’s assault and in a precarious state.
“Impossible!” Xue Kun and the others were horrified.
They didn’t expect the situation to take such a sudden, sharp turn.
Despite being heavily injured, Chen Fan had seriously injured Xue Luan with one attack, greatly damaging the demon’s vitality.
“Do it, kill Chen Fan. He’s already on his last breath!”
A vicious glint shone in Xue Kun’s eyes, and he immediately launched a great killing move toward Chen Fan.