"Thank you for yielding."
Huo Yuanhong withdrew his martial arts and put some distance between them.
Jade Rakshasa, meanwhile, remained where she was, staring at her palm in slight distraction.
She seemed to still be savoring that sudden warning of danger from before, wondering exactly what it had been.
One had to know that her comprehension of Divine Force had already reached the late stage. Having unlocked the shackles of the human body, that burst of extreme speed should, by all rights, have been enough to subdue any Martial Person of later generations!
Yet because of that abrupt jolt in her heart, she had instinctively switched from attack to defense. That lightning-fast strike had become a protective measure instead, failing to produce its intended effect.
Still, she did not ask anything. Everyone had their own secrets. That must have been this Martial Person of later generations' trump card.
Huo Yuanhong, too, felt a faint stir of emotion.
A human vessel possessing Martial Immortal insights truly was formidable. In this exchange, he had nearly exhausted every means at his disposal just to block that one strike.
Especially Divine Force—once trained to profound heights, it could actually possess such power!
Though the woman before him only had the strength for that single strike, she was already exceedingly dangerous.
After all, the Hundred-Step Divine Fist could strike five or six inches beyond the fist, its strength lying in catching others unawares. Once people knew of it, it would no longer have such miraculous effectiveness.
"It seems my original assessment of you was still somewhat low. With your talent, if you had entered the ruins several decades earlier and cultivated your mind a hundredfold, your current strength would absolutely not be inferior to Lu Pingsheng or Sun Lutang. Even if you enter now and