Entering

"Ah---"

Fuxi let out a painful cry as a terrifying shock wave burst forth from his body, blowing both Wang Ming and Chonglou backward.

He looked down at the transparent hole in his chest.

A large amount of blood containing divine properties flowed outward from it.

Fuxi frowned and looked at his own wound.

Logically speaking, he should not have been injured.

Descendants of Nüwa and Demon Lord Chonglou both possessed undying bodies, so how could he, Fuxi, possibly not have one?

Keep in mind that Demon Lord Chonglou had previously been stabbed through with swords by both Fei Peng and Jing Tian.

Those swords were no ordinary weapons, but the Demon Quelling Sword and the Demon Sword.

Yet,

Fuxi carefully inspected the surface of the wound on his body, where a bizarre power was attached.

That power possessed the ability to prevent his undying and indestructible body from healing its injuries.

"Is it you?" Fuxi looked in a certain direction.

In that direction, a figure radiating dazzling white light stood suspended in the air, holding a five-meter-long lightning spear in one hand.

The light emanating from his body illuminated the space in all directions, causing blood to stream directly from the eyes of the weaker-cultivation gods and demons, and even blinding some directly.

That figure was Wang Ming.

Wang Ming's original plan was to hunker down properly and wait until Fuxi and Chonglou finished fighting, then quietly leave, and immediately depart this world after handling all matters within it.

Never had he expected,

the battle between Fuxi and Chonglou to continually approach Wang Ming's location.

Moreover, Fuxi's attack range was far too vast for Wang Ming to simply hunker down and endure it.

Thus,

knowing he could not safely leave the Well of Gods and Demons, Wang Ming struck