With the support of sect resources, Gu Xin believed that his foundation was no weaker than that of any cultivator at the same level.
As for combat power, the disciples of their demonic sect were all survivors of the battlefield.
How could these Righteous Path sheep, living under layer upon layer of protection, possibly be their match?
But what was with this Ye Tian?
For a moment, Gu Xin seemed to have been beaten stupid, completely unsure what to do next.
"Aren't you also in the mid Heaven Questioning Realm?" Ye Tian had fought this battle to his heart's content. "Since you're done, it's my turn."
He had already figured out his enemy's cultivation. Gu Xin was in the same realm as him, the mid Heaven Questioning Realm.
Thinking he could kill Ye Tian with just that much skill was wishful thinking.
In truth, if Gu Xin had not possessed ghostlike movement techniques, Ye Tian would have smashed his head flat long ago.
If he had nothing new to show, Gu Xin was as good as dead.
A ripple formed in the void. Spanning thirty feet, Ye Tian arrived in a single step.
One punch!
It came crashing down!
"Is this a spatial technique?" Gu Xin was startled, and his vision blurred.
Then an enormous fist filled his sight.
Under that single punch, the entire world seemed to recede from him.
All he could see was that fist.
The speed of this move had reached the limit of Gu Xin's reactions.
Gu Xin, who had still been dazed a moment ago, could not react at all and took Ye Tian's punch head-on.
The instant pain flared in his chest, a great mass of golden flames surged into Gu Xin's body.
Then the golden flames erupted, instantly blasting apart his spiritual