Near Death

Li Qing, having comprehended the true essence of the Kunpeng Treasure Art, battered Old Daoist Xuxuan's Mysterious Water Black Dragon until it was riddled with holes.

He seemed to truly transform into a Kunpeng, peerless in combat power. Coupled with the Immortal Slaying Sword's enhancement, this black dragon, forged from three kinds of Mysterious Water and the Demonic Beast Essence Blood of dragon-descended beasts, finally failed to withstand Li Qing's onslaught.

In the end, the pure golden peerless killing sword, like a Kunpeng's claw, severed the Mysterious Water Black Dragon completely.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by a miserable wail, the Black Water Mystic Dragon's body exploded, and Mysterious Water sprayed across the sky, falling as a torrential downpour.

Bathed in the pitch-black Mysterious Water rainstorm, Li Qing's killing intent remained boundless. His sharp gaze turned toward Old Daoist Xuxuan, who was healing his sword wounds. Then, with a low roar, he flapped the Wind Thunder Silver Wings behind him and shot forward.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Li Qing unleashed his extreme speed. Not a drop of water could touch him as he crossed the barriers of space in an instant and charged before Old Daoist Xuxuan.

Old Daoist Xuxuan, whose vital energy was still severely depleted, wore a face full of disbelief. He was a mighty cultivator of the Spirit Transformation stage, one who had survived from ancient times until now.

Yet he had been forced into a desperate corner by a cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm. It was utterly inconceivable.

"An inheritance of the True Spirit Kunpeng?! How is it possible? The Kunpeng is like an immortal—how could its inheritance appear in the Human Realm?!" Old Daoist Xuxuan muttered as he rapidly retreated.

He had mastered water escape. Amid this sky-filling Mysterious Water rainstorm, he was like a tiger