A thousand zhang away, Emperor E's face darkened, his brows knitting together.
He was certain that his war spear wreathed in the aura of calamity could easily kill any Carefree Realm cultivator.
Even those figures reputed to be invincible within their realm would either die or suffer grievous wounds beneath that blow.
Su Yi was already heavily injured, his body not even steady on his feet. Under such circumstances, death had been inevitable.
Yet now, Su Yi had merely raised one hand and blocked the attack.
The war spear shattered, and even the destructive power it released failed to harm Su Yi in the slightest!
Burning Lamp Buddha retreated dozens of zhang. Blood flowed from the five fingers of his right hand, which was formed into a hand seal, while pain lanced through his wrist bones as though they were about to break.
Such injuries could hardly be called serious.
They were not worth his concern at all.
What truly astonished him was that Su Yi, grievously wounded and already in a hopeless position, had driven him back with that punch—and even injured him!
On the other side, blood trickled from the corner of Lu Shi's lips, his face pale.
He too had been struck by a punch. Caught off guard, he had suffered no light injury!
A trace of astonishment also surfaced between his brows.
As though he could not believe it.
Outside the battlefield, everyone was stunned into silence.
They had all thought Su Yi was certain to die. The image of him being pierced through and dripping blood from the war spear had already risen in their minds. Who could have imagined that, at the final moment, the situation would reverse!
"Interesting."
An unusual gleam flickered in Xiao Jian's eyes as his grip silently tightened around the