Lu Yuan's body lost control in midair and fell straight down.
The backlash from having his Dharma Form torn apart alive completely destroyed the network of meridians within him.
Purple-black blood gushed madly from his seven orifices, trailing a long line of blood through the howling wind of his descent.
Above.
Sun Yu's figure flickered.
A cold-white afterimage instantly ripped through the air.
His falling speed was ten times faster than Lu Yuan's.
"Bang!"
Sun Yu's right foot slammed heavily onto Lu Yuan's chest.
The violent downward momentum carried them both like a dark-red meteor, crashing straight toward the bottom of the ruins below, which had already been razed flat.
"Boom!!!"
The two hit the ground.
The hard dark-red crust was forcibly smashed into a human-shaped crater several zhang deep.
The massive impact traveled through Sun Yu's sole and poured in full into Lu Yuan's body.
"Crack! Crack! Crack!"
Every rib in Lu Yuan's chest shattered, the broken bones piercing backward into his lungs.
He threw back his head, the back of his skull embedded firmly in the rock at the bottom of the crater, and spewed out a great mouthful of blood.
Sun Yu stood with one foot on Lu Yuan's chest.
Looking down from above.
Within his pitch-black eyes, the Dark Red Demonic Ring slowly turned as he coldly watched this Martial Marquis of the Great Yan Dynasty.
Lu Yuan's chest convulsed violently, fine bloody bubbles constantly rising from his throat.
Pain.
Soul-rending pain twisted the features of this great Dharma Aspect Realm expert beyond recognition.
He looked at the cold-white brocade boot pressing against his chest, then at Sun Yu's expressionless face.
The lofty majesty of a Martial Marquis vanished completely beneath the absolute oppression of death.
Fear thoroughly shattered Lu Yuan's psychological defenses.
"Don't... don't kill