At the very instant he checked the information, Chu Qing unleashed a chain of attacks upon him.
That single combo left Black Gold Daoist with broken bones and torn tendons.
Some wounds would take years to heal.
When fighting outsiders, such wounds would not affect him in the slightest.
He even dared to say that even if only his head remained, if he encountered a powerhouse like a Realm Ancestor, all he needed to do was stick out his tongue and jab it into their head to burst their head apart.
But he was facing Chu Qing.
The most terrifying and youngest powerhouse in this world.
When fighting Chu Qing, having a wound remain for even one extra minute could lead to his death and disappearance from the Tao.
Therefore, in the next instant, Black Gold Daoist directly activated a secret art:
His human skin exploded.
A new Black Gold Daoist walked out from within.
Chu Qing showed no reaction whatsoever upon seeing this method.
Because:
Over these years of fighting, Black Gold Daoist had used similar methods tens of thousands of times.
One sheet of human skin was roughly equivalent to one life.
Chu Qing was used to it.
However:
"Black Gold, let's see how much human skin you have!"
Chu Qing sneered.
Black Gold Daoist sneered as well. "I have existed through three eras. The human skins on me exceed your imagination."
"Even if we keep fighting for another three thousand years, you still won't use up all the human skins on me!"
"No, it won't take three thousand years. I'm afraid a thousand years will be enough!"
"Do you still have a thousand years of lifespan?"
"You have no means of extending your life. What are you using to fight me?"
"What a pity... such a fine