"How exactly did you do it..."
Zhao Tan lifted his head with difficulty and looked at Chen Fei. His mouth trembled. The moment he forced out that sentence, Zhao Tan's face abruptly turned deathly pale, as if those few words had exhausted every last bit of strength in his body.
And that was indeed the case. With just a single move, Zhao Tan, a Ghoul Clan member at the Dao Fusion Realm Late Stage, had been beaten by Chen Fei until both body and soul were shattered. The only reason he had not died immediately was that his Dao Fusion Realm Rule Body was stubbornly holding on to one final breath.
When that breath dispersed, it would be the moment Zhao Tan turned to ash and vanished like smoke.
A Dao Fusion Realm Late Stage cultivator who had cultivated for thousands of years had been struck by a Dao Fusion Realm Middle Stage cultivator in one move until body and soul were destroyed. Zhao Tan could not understand such a thing. He could not figure it out.
When the first palm seal had been forcibly broken, Zhao Tan had turned and fled. Aside from not wanting to take the risk, he had also wanted to send this information back to the Ghoul Clan as quickly as possible.
At that moment, deep down, Zhao Tan had actually already understood that he probably was not Chen Fei's match.
A Dao Fusion Realm Late Stage cultivator unable to defeat a Dao Fusion Realm Middle Stage cultivator—and one who had been cultivating for less than three years at that. It was inconceivable, yet Zhao Tan had still chosen to obey his instincts and flee first.
At that moment, Zhao Tan had merely felt that he could not defeat Chen Fei, but if he wanted