The fist's radiance was blinding, a wheel blazing across the heavens as it crashed straight toward Li Xuan's face.
Li Xuan was stunned. He could not understand how a weak, wilted brat dared attack him openly in front of three seventh-realm Martial Kings!
"Insolent!"
Watching the terrifying fist-light draw closer, brilliant as the stars, Li Xuan flew into a rage and struck out with his palm.
Bang!
A tremendous crash rang out.
Li Xuan's figure blurred. Phantasmal images of the sun and moon appeared behind him as he charged forward like a primordial savage beast. His palm shone, covered in profound runes. Burning through all his king source energy, he unleashed a heaven-shaking palm strike. Source energy surged, heaven and earth fractured, and space twisted.
For all his earlier arrogant mockery, he dared not be the slightest bit careless when actually facing Xiao Chen.
After all, this was the youth who had punched the Demonic Bird Shusi out of the sky single-handedly.
Originally, he had thought that rushing Xiao Chen alongside three seventh-realm Martial Kings would make suppressing him easy through sheer numbers.
Who could have expected Xiao Chen to be so ferocious?
At the slightest disagreement, his fist surged forth like a dragon.
It happened so suddenly that what Li Xuan had imagined as four against one became a one-on-one fight.
There was no denying it: the pressure had skyrocketed.
Yet even with all his strength, he remained utterly vulnerable before Xiao Chen, who had already secretly restored himself to peak condition using Shusi's spirit soul.
The fist-light exploded, its radiance annihilating the world. Amid his utter disbelief, Li Xuan was instantly engulfed by an overwhelmingly domineering surge of terrifying source energy and reduced to ash, inch by inch.
"How is this possible?"
Amid his startled cry, his flesh