"My lord! Ao Xuan acted without due thought before. I hope you..."
Bang!!
Before it could finish speaking, a surging torrent of Spirit Power exploded across its body. Its tendons snapped, its bones shattered, and blood poured forth!
"AAAH—"
Ao Xuan screamed miserably, its entire body writhing madly across the ground from the agonizing pain.
The physical body that had once been enough to crush mountains and cleave waves apart was as fragile as glass before its opponent, shattering at the slightest touch!
"I'll give you one last chance."
Lu Yuan's expression remained calm as he looked down at it from above. An even more dangerous torrent of Spirit Power had already taken shape in his palm.
Ao Xuan was gasping so hard it could barely catch its breath. Every inch of flesh on its body trembled wildly before the danger looming close at hand, while unmistakable despair gradually flooded its eyes.
Had it known it was facing a Half-Step Heavenly Realm expert, why the hell would it have spouted such threats?!
What Extreme Realm martial artist could possibly utter such vaguely threatening words before a powerhouse like this?!
It was simply asking the impossible.
Yet it had no countermeasures whatsoever now. Every method it possessed would only hasten its death before this opponent!
Ao Xuan's mind was a muddled mess. Watching the beam of light in Lu Yuan's palm grow increasingly dangerous, it finally forced out, in a hoarse voice:
"I... I've already remembered your aura..."
"Lu... Lu Yuan... your day of death is coming."
The instant the words fell, Lu Yuan flicked his finger. Light Erosion shot forth, and a streak of purple light rose from the abyssal valley into the sky.
The next moment, all life faded from Ao Xuan's eyes.
"You like making threats. This is