Deep within Chen Ye's dantian, the spiritual spring began to gush, sending an endless stream of exceptionally pure true essence into every limb and bone, supplying him with inexhaustible strength.
This time, Chen Ye truly felt the wonders of the spiritual spring.
After nine rounds of Mortal Shedding, this spring made his true essence almost unending. Fighting a battle of attrition against someone like Wang Chang was like a fish taking to water.
Seeing Chen Ye grow fiercer with every exchange, a trace of fear crept into Wang Chang's eyes. "You... who the hell are you?!!"
He began to regret his decision and wanted to turn around and regroup with Gao Yunheng and the others.
But Chen Ye gave him no chance.
"Trying to leave? Too late!"
Chen Ye sneered, his blade suddenly accelerating. Endless Blade Intent mingled with Golden Light and swept down, blanketing the sky and earth.
With nowhere to dodge, Wang Chang raised his arms to meet it.
Riiip!
The Golden Light tore through the Force Energy surrounding his body, then the blade descended, sending blood splashing.
"Aah!"
Wang Chang screamed, pleading in a hoarse voice, "Stop... I surrender..."
Chen Ye turned a deaf ear. With a cold laugh, he broke through Wang Chang's Blazing Fire Qi.
Blade light flashed.
Splurt!
A head flew into the air, a pillar of blood shooting skyward and raining scarlet over the woods.
A Dragon Elephant Realm Martial Master had met his end!
Just then, hurried footsteps sounded outside the woods.
Chen Ye looked up and saw Gao Yunheng arrive.
Standing amid the rain of blood, he grinned. "Young Master, long time no see!"
Gao Yunheng looked up and jolted in horror.
He studied the blood-soaked young man before him. The face seemed familiar, but he could not place it.
Chen