Boom!
A thunderous crash rang out.
The Inner Sect Elder of the Mountain-Shaking Immortal Sect, who had been smugly certain the arrogant brat before him was about to suffer, flew backward like a torn sack. He slammed into the Main Hall below and only then struggled to steady himself.
The old man had barely regained his footing, but the skin over his once-bulging muscles, which had made him look as though Nine Dragons Possession had taken hold, cracked like shattered porcelain. Countless fine fissures spread across his body.
At the same time, black blood with a strange, foul smell seeped uncontrollably through the cracks in his skin.
"Master!"
The two Personal Disciples of the Mountain-Shaking Immortal Sect who had joined the attack on Luo Yi stared at the man whose body they had always believed to be incomparably strong. He had failed to withstand even a single blow from the young man.
In that moment, both felt as though their entire world were collapsing.
They could not help questioning the strength of their own bodies, too.
If their bodies truly were that strong, how could they have failed to defeat the Nine Sons of the Endless Sea, cultivators who trained with Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy?
Could that brat have cheated and used some Dao Art to conceal the fluctuations of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy inside him?
Unable to work out why their master had lost, the two could only conclude that the young man had secretly used some trick.
But trick or no trick, even their master was no match for him. Neither disciple was reckless enough to rush forward for revenge.
The two had no intention of troubling Luo Yi. Luo Yi, however, had clearly not had his fill of testing his body against theirs, and he