At that moment, the Qingshi Sect Leader flew backward like a cannonball and slammed into a towering tree. The entire thick trunk exploded from top to bottom in an instant, turning to dust, yet he did not stop. His body continued flying backward as though he had completely lost control of it!
In mere moments, he crashed violently into the ground, smashing a human-shaped depression into the solid earth. The sight was horrifying. Heat surged up his throat, and he could no longer suppress it. Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! He spat out several mouthfuls of blood. He struggled to rise, only to discover that his entire body was powerless, and even breathing had become exceedingly difficult.
"How... how is this possible???"
"My heavens, Master is a Land Immortal! How could he be beaten into such a state...?"
"My heavens, how could this happen?"
The Qingshi Sect disciples were instantly dumbfounded. They looked at one another, each seeming to have witnessed something unimaginably terrifying, their faces filled with disbelief.
It was not only the Qingshi Sect disciples who could not believe it. Even the Sect Leader himself found it impossible to accept. He had clearly reached the level of a Land Immortal, so why had he been so utterly vulnerable before Chen Xiaofan's single punch?
Could Chen Xiaofan's level be even higher than his own? But how could that be possible? He was already a Land Immortal-level powerhouse. Chen Xiaofan was merely a young man— even if he had begun cultivating in his mother's womb, he could not possibly have reached such a high level, could he? But if that was not the case, then how else could one explain Chen Xiaofan defeating him?
Seeing the Qingshi Sect Leader's incredulous expression, Chen Xiaofan found it utterly laughable. He had told these people