Chen Changming shot out a hand like lightning, fingers spread wide. Blood-and-Qi Power surged from his palm like magma as he slammed it toward the black-robed elder's chest!
That strike carried immense physical force, like an invisible mountain crashing down on the elder's head. Wherever the wind of his palm passed, the air compressed into visible white waves that rolled away to either side.
Chen Changming held nothing back. He put his full strength into that strike.
He meant to kill with a single blow.
"What?"
The black-robed elder was horrified when Chen Changming suddenly attacked with deadly intent.
In that instant, his pupils shrank to pinpoints. The contempt and amusement on his face vanished as though doused with a bucket of ice water.
Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that this young man, who cultivated both magic and the body, had reached the Fusion Realm in body cultivation!
The power in that palm strike bore all the signs of a Fusion Realm Body Cultivator—blood and qi like a dragon, flesh like a mountain. Even the void trembled beneath his palm.
The thought that he had dared attack a Fusion Realm Body Cultivator suddenly seemed laughable.
That thought flashed past, like the last glimmer of clarity in a drowning man's mind.
As Chen Changming's attack came down, a protective Spirit Treasure activated on the black-robed elder's body. A layer of pitch-black light surged forth and blocked Chen Changming's hand.
The black light was thick as ink. Countless fine ghostly patterns surfaced across it, giving off a cold, decaying aura.
Boom!
Chen Changming's palm struck the black light and shattered it by sheer force.
Like thin ice struck by an iron hammer, the black light burst apart, sending countless black fragments flying.
With a pfft, the black-robed elder spat