The faces of the barbarian group turned livid, and many of them trembled uncontrollably from what they had just witnessed.
That martial artist had been at the peak of Martial Venerable, yet he had been slain so casually!
Having lost a peak Martial Venerable for no reason, Pu Yang Rongxuan was furious. He said coldly, "Hou Jing, you have gone too far!"
Hou Jing could not be bothered to waste words with Pu Yang Rongxuan. Turning around, he headed into the thatched hut. "I'm in a bad mood today. I'll return that divine artifact, but only when I'm in a better mood."
"Take that corpse away when you leave. Bad luck!"
In an instant, the fury in Pu Yang Rongxuan's heart was completely ignited.
One of the barbarian tribe's warriors had been slain, the divine artifact was not being returned, and they were even being told to carry the corpse back. This was far too humiliating!
"Hou Jing, today I shall see just how much your strength has improved over these thousands of years!"
Pu Yang Rongxuan shouted and violently drove the bone staff in his hand into the ice.
A fierce Killing Intent surged from within him. His already burly body swelled another size in an instant, like an enormous ape beast.
His right fist swung out, carrying majestic power that crushed the surrounding void as it smashed toward Hou Jing's back.
Hou Jing's expression changed sharply. "Old bastard, you brought this upon yourself!"
In an instant, the muscles all over Hou Jing's body rapidly expanded as well. He met the attack with a simple, unadorned punch.
Boom—!!!
A deafening blast sent towering frost soaring into the air, shrouding half the space.
Terrifying waves of residual energy raged madly in every direction, and the vast ten-thousand-zhang glacier immediately began