Chu Xuan saw Zhong Hui's attempt to flee and immediately consumed more Nascent Soul essence to pursue.
At the same time, he made a subtle gesture with his mind. Two Icy Sun Crossbows immediately began to charge up with energy.
Zhong Hui, grinning inwardly, thought, Just as I expected. Now we're going to fight at close range.
With a fierce growl, his blood essence surged, and his muscles bulged as unimaginable strength roared within him, like a raging dragon.
His right hand, which had been concealed in his sleeve, coiled tightly, gathering force for the strike.
The moment Chu Xuan entered his range, Zhong Hui's fist shot forward with a violent burst.
"Spirit Slayer Hand!"
He slammed his palm forward. Even the air itself seemed to buckle under the tremendous pressure, creaking loudly.
Chu Xuan chuckled lightly, "Not running, but coming at me instead?"
He raised an eyebrow, his expression amused. "Seems like you have confidence in your physical strength."
"Funny," he continued. "So do I."
In an instant, his right fist shot up, muscles swelling with power as his veins bulged like dragons. His entire body seemed to crackle with energy as he unleashed a mighty blow.
Great Extinguishing Thunder Fist!
The two forces collided with a tremendous explosion. The sound of cracking echoed through the night.
Zhong Hui's right arm shattered like fragile tofu under the immense force. The spiritual power from the punch continued to surge, slamming into his shoulder with catastrophic impact.
Boom!
His shoulder exploded in a shower of blood, bones, and flesh. Before Zhong Hui could even register the pain, two beams of chilling light shot from the Icy Sun Crossbows, piercing into his chest.
He let out a blood-curdling scream, plummeting toward the lake's surface. But before he could crash into the water, a shadow appeared and caught him in midair.
The shadow quickly consumed the dismembered limbs and fragments of his body as it hovered above. The faint light of the moon illuminated a grotesque yet satisfied smile.
It was Bao. He held Zhong Hui by the neck, dragging him in front of Chu Xuan.
At that moment, Zhong Hui's gaze was filled with fear, as if looking upon a demon from hell.
This man was terrifying. Not only was his Qi cultivation realm above his own, but his body cultivation was also far superior. And the worst part?
He cultivated both Qi and body at the same time—and was equally strong in both fields!
Zhong Hui cursed inwardly, I've never encountered someone who's equally strong in both Qi and body cultivation! If I'd known this, I would never have accepted this mission!
Chu Xuan casually tossed Zhong Hui into Blue Star, instructing Bao to guard him.
Turning his attention to the ongoing battle between Shang Xingchen and Jin Dafu, he saw that Shang Xingchen had clearly hidden his true strength. He was suppressing Jin Dafu throughout the fight. It seemed that, even without Chu Xuan's intervention, it was only a matter of time before Jin Dafu would be captured.
Once Chu Xuan finished his battle, both Shang Xingchen and Jin Dafu took note. They were both visibly shocked.
Shang Xingchen was surprised at how many diverse methods Chu Xuan had at his disposal. Jin Dafu, on the other hand, was more observant. He immediately noticed the chilling aura that had pervaded the Flying Fish Lake.
Yin Frost Bottle!
"It's the Yin Frost Bottle!" Jin Dafu realized.
He had a deep memory of this item, because it was Leng Hanshuang who had asked him to purchase the precious magic treasure!
At that moment, everything clicked for him. No wonder Situ Kong had told him that Chu Xuan had never experienced the Golden Core stage. This person must have assumed a false identity when going to the extraterritorial battlefield, and it was there that he killed Leng Hanshuang!
The entire picture came together in Jin Dafu's mind.
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