"Dragon Subduing Elephant—you're using the Dragon Subduing Elephant!"
Before death, people seemed able to look back over their entire lives. The fear of death stimulated the mind and divine soul, suddenly stretching out the dimension of time.
As Tu Zaichuan watched the sword edge sweep toward him, a flash of inspiration struck him. He suddenly recalled where he had seen a similar cultivation art before and cried out loudly.
Chen Fei's expression shifted slightly. The sweeping sword edge turned, and the flat of the blade slammed into Tu Zaichuan's forehead.
The immense force instantly tore open Tu Zaichuan's scalp, exposing the skull beneath. The skull was then compressed and deformed by the sword blade, denting deeply inward.
"Bang!"
Tu Zaichuan was smashed to the ground without the slightest ability to resist. His entire head was completely misshapen, blood continuously pouring from his seven orifices as he lay unconscious on the ground.
If another realm's martial artist suffered such injuries, they would certainly be unable to endure them.
But after a Mountain Sea Realm body had undergone transformation, even if only one breath remained, it would instinctively draw in the surrounding World Vital Energy to heal itself, preserving that last breath.
Given enough time, even injuries like these still had a chance of slowly recovering.
Chen Fei moved his right hand, drawing Tu Zaichuan's body into his palm. His figure flickered, and he arrived before Min Yanlu, casually tossing Tu Zaichuan onto the ground.
"Please watch him for a moment. I'll be back shortly," Chen Fei said softly.
"Alright! Be careful!"
Min Yanlu nodded, finding Chen Fei increasingly unfathomable.
Looking at Tu Zaichuan's miserable state on the ground, Gu Danyang could not help baring his teeth. It was too miserable. Compared to Tu Zaichuan, Gu Danyang suddenly felt that his own