Chan Chu carried two Wolf Tooth Clubs, his whole body covered in bulging azure muscles. Striding over in great steps, he bared a mouthful of broad teeth and laughed boorishly. "Ning Xiaochuan, the Queen has spoken. You're far too disobedient. If you refuse to return, she'll come personally to capture you."
Ning Xiaochuan had refined six Iron Bone Pills, adding 540,000 jin of strength to one arm. He had also converted the Earth Martial Essence Qi within his body into Heaven Martial Essence Qi. His combat power was no longer comparable to what it had once been, so naturally, he no longer feared battling Chan Chu.
Even in a clash of flesh alone, he would not be weaker than it.
Situ Jing smiled. "Brother Ning, my cultivation has just returned to its peak. Why not leave it to me and let me suppress it?"
Ning Xiaochuan pondered for a moment. "All right! You possess a Human-Shaped Heart Palace, and your combat power far surpasses that of warriors at the same realm. You should be more than capable of fighting it."
Situ Jing let out a long laugh and soared from the Two-Headed Stone Beast's back. He shifted through four positions in the air in rapid succession, crossing more than three thousand meters before landing opposite Chan Chu.
"Hey! Who the hell are you, kid? What right do you have to block my path? Damn it!" Chan Chu pointed at Situ Jing and growled roughly.
"Brother Ning said you are a Ninth Grade Mystic Beast. That made me curious—just how strong is a Ninth Grade Mystic Beast?" Situ Jing said.
"Get lost, get lost. You're not qualified. Have Ning Xiaochuan come out and fight me." Chan Chu sounded impatient.
"Whether I'm qualified or not, we'll know after we fight."
Situ Jing