Under everyone's tense, breathless watch, Fu Wuchen also pushed that Immortal King Sacred Art to its limit, steadily drawing closer to the Weak Water River.
The distance between his Immortal King Sacred Art and the Weak Water River gradually narrowed.
It soon shrank from over fifty li to over forty li, then over thirty li, over twenty li...
Although Fu Wuchen could sense that for every ten li his Immortal King Sacred Art advanced toward the Weak Water River, the river's power multiplied, its boundless force frantically corroding and wearing down his Immortal King Sacred Art.
But Fu Wuchen knew that success or failure hinged on this single attempt.
He gritted his teeth and persisted, driving the Immortal King Sacred Art onward bit by bit...
The instant his Immortal King Sacred Art finally rushed within ten li of the Weak Water River—
Fu Wuchen abruptly felt a terrifying force, vast enough to blot out the heavens, sweep out from the Weak Water River in an instant, like a world-shaking tidal wave!
That force had reached an utterly terrifying level.
In just an instant, Fu Wuchen felt his Immortal King Sacred Art ruthlessly crushed to pieces by that overwhelming force, without even the slightest ability to resist!
The instant his Immortal King Sacred Art was crushed, he himself suffered a violent backlash. His body trembled, and he let out a muffled grunt as a streak of bright fresh blood slowly trickled from the corner of his mouth...
This sudden development left everyone aghast.
In particular, the Immortal Kings who had been expecting Fu Wuchen to successfully retrieve the Netherworld Other Shore Flower changed expression slightly. Their eyes widened abruptly, their faces revealing shock and immense disappointment.
"Senior Brother Fu, how are you? Are you all right?"
Gu Chuxuan had no time