Pfft!
After a single blow, Ming He was smashed heavily into the Blood Sea. Blood continuously spurted from the corner of his mouth, mingling with the sea's bloody waters; it was impossible to tell whether it was his blood or the Blood Sea's.
With one move, Cangjie had seriously injured Ming He. He was no longer the Hong Yun of old, and his strength far exceeded Ming He's expectations.
"How is this possible? How are you this powerful?!"
Ming He struggled out of the Blood Sea and stared at Cangjie in disbelief. This terrifying power was hardly any weaker than Yan Ling of Azure Nether Island.
"Haha! Ming He, back then, you people caused my death, but you also indirectly fulfilled me. I will not make things difficult for you today. Let me vent my anger, and that will be enough!"
Hong Yun's death had indeed opened up his Path of Dao. Otherwise, like the Quasi-Saint great powers of the Prehistoric Era today, he would have been unable to break through because of Severing the Three Corpses, forever stuck at the Quasi-Saint realm.
Having said that, Cangjie continued flipping through the Literary Dao Golden Chapter. The characters condensed into a hand that covered heaven and earth, descending with overwhelming pressure.
Bang!
Ming He was slapped into the Blood Sea once more. It was unknown how long passed before he crawled out, dragging his battered body behind him.
"You..."
Ming He stared at Cangjie in terror. He had never imagined that one day, he would suffer such an ordeal himself.
"Ming He, the Karma between us ends here!"
After putting away his Spiritual Treasure, Cangjie looked at Ming He. The resentment he had carried from back then seemed to completely dissipate at that moment.
Ming He was one of the Earth