Boom!
The Wolf-Fang Savage Club swept across, shattering the void. With overwhelming force, it sent Xiao Chen flying. Silver divine radiance intertwined with crimson demonic haze like raging waves of an angry sea, smashing into Xiao Chen's chest and rapidly dimming all the blood vitality and King Source Energy in his body.
Xiao Chen flew backward, blasting through a hundred meters and snapping dozens of ancient trees in succession. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth before he finally steadied himself, hovering in the night sky.
Red Mountain stood towering, its ink-black mass swallowing the heavens. Above the night clouds, Xiao Chen stood still, his thoughts churning.
Back in the Mortal World, people at Liu Wanxiong's level could be crushed beneath his upturned hand, destroyed as easily as dry weeds and rotten wood.
Yet after entering the Nether Realm, his ability to fight across realms had plummeted.
Against an Eighth Realm Body King, he repeatedly fell into disadvantage and was somewhat outmatched.
One realm, one heaven. The Nether Realm truly stood lofty and profound, far beyond a rustic mortal land like Xuanhuang Land.
The road ahead was destined to be fraught with hardships once more, and he would face many dragonlike foes.
"He's still not dead? Is this boy's body forged from strange iron?"
"Fighting three realms above himself and clashing head-on for over a hundred exchanges, yet suffering only light injuries—could he be the reincarnation of Gods and Devils, an Immortal Seed descended into the mortal realm?"
"Astonishing! Truly astonishing!"
High above, the Bright Moon Rank moon hung cold as ice. Several enormous, mountain-sized ferocious birds flapped their wings, blotting out the sky and sun. Their eyes were wide with disbelief as they exclaimed again and again, all astonished by Xiao Chen's previous dazzling performance.
Normally, a Fifth