Shameless

Pfft!

Another mouthful of blood sprayed out. Qin Zhan and the others' faces had gone somewhat pale, the confidence they had built up over so long nearly shattered.

As they looked at Li Su, their gazes were a little dazed.

The longer they fought, the more they realized just how terrifying the man before them truly was.

His physical body was so strong it was simply unbelievable, and his recovery was just as unbelievable.

It was not as though they had never landed hits on him. In fact, they had struck him more than once.

Yet aside from his clothes, after more than two thousand exchanges, they had no idea how many times they had blasted his body.

And what was the result?

When Qin Zhan's blade cut into him, it was immediately locked down by the Dao patterns within his body. Every centimeter it advanced felt as though he were cleaving into a mountain—the deeper it went, the heavier it became. Astonishing Dao resonance continuously erupted from the wound, not only resisting him but also eroding his Divine Power.

It was simply inconceivable!

Could this man's flesh and blood actually be made of Dao patterns?

And that was merely his defense.

Those Yin-Yang Flowers were even more outrageous.

The moment he was wounded, terrifying vitality would fall from the flowers. Just now, Feng Guang and Cao Qian had sealed him together, Liang Qiong had restrained him, and Qin Zhan had struck with all his strength, nearly cutting him in two with a single slash. Yet after no more than the blink of an eye, he had recovered, the wound healing completely.

The Divine Power Realm indeed possessed a form of immortality, but that did not mean one truly could not be killed.

If one endured too many attacks, suffered