A Bet Accepted Is a Bet Honored

"Watch out!"

As soon as the words fell, Wu Yong and his sister swiftly retreated. Uncle Fu gave a warning, and his figure flickered out of sight in an instant. Like a lingering shadow, he crossed dozens of meters in the blink of an eye and threw a punch through the air at Lin Cheng.

Bang!

A powerful vortex gathered around Uncle Fu's fist, abruptly erupting into a fierce shockwave.

Locked onto Lin Cheng, it shot out in an instant!

"Immortal Vortex Realm..." Wu Yong, watching from afar, could not help revealing a look of envy and despondency.

If his dantian had not been destroyed, perhaps he too would have had a chance to break into the Immortal Vortex Realm by now. Though he had never given up practicing the sword over the years, he could not store immortal power. With his dantian shattered, he was destined never to step into the Immortal Vortex Realm for the rest of his life.

He could only continuously draw in the immortal power between heaven and earth to temper his body.

Yet with his dantian shattered and his cultivation technique woefully incomplete, he could not retain even one percent of the immortal power he absorbed each time. Aside from the pitiful little bit absorbed by his body, the overwhelming majority went to waste.

Thus, even after twenty years of bitter cultivation, his current strength was only barely comparable to someone in the middle stage of the Mortal Shedding Realm.

That was already quite impressive. Yet such strength still fell far short of what he had possessed before... If his dantian had never been shattered, he would likely stand in an entirely different realm now. At the thought of this, waves of bitterness welled up in Wu Yong's heart.

Boom!

A shockwave gathered out