"Damn you! You killed my Liuli!"
Mo Lihai, who had been relentlessly pursuing and battering Little Wolf, suddenly witnessed Chen Changming shatter Xue Wenzheng's defensive Spirit Treasure and blast his body apart with a single punch, all within one breath. The fury in his heart erupted!
In his mind, the Glazed Saint Ancestor came from the same world as he did, and their true bodies were comparable in strength. He had long regarded her as his own forbidden possession.
Even though he had seen the Glazed Saint Ancestor drive a Heavenly Demon Mark into Chen Changming's forehead, Mo Lihai was still beside himself with rage. He teleported, abruptly appeared before Chen Changming, and slammed his fist down!
"Die!"
Mo Lihai roared.
Chen Changming suddenly felt searing pain in his sea of consciousness-the Glazed Saint Ancestor's sneak attack had caused a Heavenly Demon Mark to appear abruptly within it, leaving him deeply shaken.
Just then, an arm wreathed in black smoke came crashing toward him with vicious force!
Without thinking, he threw a punch, meeting Mo Lihai's fist head-on.
With a thunderous boom, Chen Changming was sent flying.
"There's something strange about you, boy!"
After knocking Chen Changming away, Mo Lihai "stared" at the black mist swirling around him and said in considerable surprise, "You're merely a human cultivator, yet you've mastered the Ancient Demon Clan's Undying Demon Heart Art? How did you manage that?"
At that point, he paused.
He gently swayed his arm, as though shaking his head, and muttered, "This body-refining art of yours feels familiar. It seems very much like the Ancient Human Clan's Heavenly Furnace Body-Forging Art."
Chen Changming steadied himself and looked down at his fist. Cracks had opened across its surface, and a layer of black blood seeped out.
*This fellow's strength is almost