Natural Death

A Natural Death

"How did he do it?!"

Jiang Qian found it unbelievable. He watched intently, refusing to miss even the tiniest detail.

As time passed, the others gradually realized that something was wrong as well.

Their initial indifference gave way to seriousness. The gazes hidden in the shadows finally began scrutinizing that burly figure closely.

Chen Duan's punch missed again, his fist passing through Yu Shenzhao's phantom and whipping up a violent current of air that tore the surrounding clouds to pieces.

But this time, the edge of his fist grazed a sliver of real flesh. A trace of blood spattered out, turning into a few crimson droplets in the air.

"It hit!"

Jiang Qian's eyes widened, his fists clenching tight.

The transmission of that faint pain immediately allowed Yu Shenzhao to break free from Chen Duan's psychological guard.

His pupils shrank slightly, and surprise rose in his heart.

He could feel that sting. It was slight, but it truly existed.

His consciousness had actually been cracked by a life-form from the Black Life Realm.

And in that instant of hesitation, Chen Duan's fist came at him again.

One punch landed.

It struck him solidly.

The fist smashed into Yu Shenzhao's abdomen. Yu Shenzhao's figure twisted and vanished, only to reappear behind Chen Duan.

Then, the flesh around his abdomen wrinkled like paper under the force. The impact spread outward from that single point, rippling out in wave after wave.

A wild air wave erupted behind Yu Shenzhao like a hurricane sweeping through, overturning all the clouds within several yards.

Yu Shenzhao frowned, and the calm on his face finally shattered completely.

His expression darkened. Slowly lowering his head, he saw that a bloody hole had been punched through his abdomen, piercing him from front to back. Through the