Unlike the last time, when Chen Fei had forced him back involuntarily, He Qiusheng withstood the impact from the halberd blade this time, without retreating even half a step.
But it was not because the two were evenly matched. He simply had no time to dissipate or redirect the attack through retreat.
The portion of strange demonic qi within Chen Fei's halberd blade—reforged and immensely targeted—along with the blade's own savage destructive power, slammed solidly into He Qiusheng's body.
"Pfft!"
A dense mist of demonic qi and blood, dark red bordering on black, violently sprayed from He Qiusheng's mouth.
At the same time, the pitch-black resentment qi around him churned and scattered violently once more. Large amounts of pure Origin Demonic Qi surged uncontrollably from within him and merged into the surrounding air, causing his aura to drop noticeably again.
Having taken Chen Fei's halberd head-on and felt the agonizing pain of his Origin Demonic Qi being shattered, all the madness, venomous resentment, and confidence on He Qiusheng's face beneath the flowing Black Mist turned into indescribable shock.
In this environment of absolute darkness, frenzied demonic qi, and rampant attacks, his opponent had actually locked onto his position precisely once again and launched such a ferocious counterattack.
This absolute restraint over illusions and concealment sent a deep chill rising through his heart.
What was even more unbelievable and terrifying to him was the absolute power contained in Chen Fei's previous halberd strike.
As someone who had once stood at a higher level, He Qiusheng's judgment of power levels was exceptionally sharp.
He could clearly sense that the quantity and quality contained in Chen Fei's halberd strike had absolutely surpassed the scope of the Great Cang Realm Early Stage and firmly crossed the threshold of the Great Cang Realm Mid-stage.
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