Pfft!
Wang Chen opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of clotted blood.
The blackish-red droplets splattered across the ground, a gruesome sight to behold.
But after vomiting blood, he let out a long breath, and the pallor on his face completely faded.
This showed that Wang Chen's internal injuries had been brought under control, and he could once again mobilize the Mana within his Dantian.
This battle had been a perilous victory—and a lucky one!
Wang Chen got back to his feet and looked at Cao Chengping, whose eyes remained open in death, feeling as though he had survived a calamity.
Although he had once slain an Evil Spirit comparable to a Purple Mansion cultivator, he had relied mainly on the special power of the Heavenly Net to Punish Evil. That had been completely different from defeating a stronger opponent against the odds this time.
Though Cao Chengping was nearing the end of his lifespan, his cultivation and strength were still terrifying.
If he had not made the mistake of underestimating his enemy and given Wang Chen the chance to engage him in close combat—
Then Wang Chen could never have slain him beneath his sword!
Otherwise, all Cao Chengping had needed to do was widen the distance. Relying on a cultivation realm far above Wang Chen's, along with his wealth of combat experience, he could have trounced Wang Chen with ease.
Wang Chen would have had no better choice than to flee in disarray.
Moreover, the restrictions the mortal world imposed upon Purple Mansion cultivators had also helped him greatly.
Of course, the crucial factor had still been Wang Chen himself. His ninth-layer Qi Condensation cultivation, coupled with one Great Perfection skill after another, had been the deciding factor in his victory!
This battle was of immense