Slaying Six Quasi-Saints

Zhang Shuai moved!

His figure seemed to tear through the distance of space itself, leaving behind a slowly fading purple afterimage where he had stood. His true body had already appeared like a ghost before the gray-robed quasi-saint nearest to him!

His right fist, covered in purple star armor, shot forward in a simple, unadorned punch!

Wherever his fist passed, space twisted with a low sonic boom. The sturdy restrictions set within the secret chamber shattered one after another as if they were made of paper!

The gray-robed quasi-saint saw the rapidly enlarging fist reflected in his pupils, his face still frozen in shock and confusion. He had not even had time to fully activate his protective artifact, much less dodge or counterattack!

"Bang!!!!"

A heavy boom, like leather being torn apart, shook the entire secret chamber!

Zhang Shuai's fist struck solidly against the gray-robed quasi-saint's chest!

Terrifying power surged through his body in an instant, like the charge of a primordial beast!

The gray-robed quasi-saint's body exploded like a watermelon smashed with full force!

Flesh, bones, and even the primordial spirit within him were reduced to dust beneath that punch, swept outward along with a violent energy shockwave!

One punch, instant kill!

Just one punch!

A powerful quasi-saint had been utterly obliterated, body and soul!

And he had not even used true essence or divine abilities—only the strength of his fleshly body!

What kind of terrifying power was this?

The remaining five quasi-saints were scared out of their wits by the bloody, horrific sight, as well as the stench of blood and chaotic energy currents rushing toward them!

Not even the Purple Firmament Saint possessed such exaggerated physical strength!

Only now did they barely recover from their overwhelming shock!

"Run!!"

"Split up and run!!"

The five let out shrill