Searching and Hunting Down

His body could not withstand it. Once he forcibly unleashed the third strike, even if his true qi reserves posed no problem, his body would burst apart upon reaching its limit.

There was no helping it—this was the side effect brought by the God-Slaying Spear. If one lacked the strength yet forcibly wielded the God-Slaying Spear, one had to be prepared for the danger of being devoured by its backlash!

Now that Yang Chen had forcibly unleashed the second strike, his entire body had already reached its limit. Yang Chen dared to guarantee that if he had not possessed such a powerful physique as the Primordial Divine Body, he would already have exploded and died.

Yang Chen stood atop Golden Claw's head, maintaining a completely motionless appearance. He knew full well that he could not reveal anything unusual. He was still within the Black Scorpion Emissary's soul-sense range; if he showed any abnormality, the Black Scorpion Emissary would likely catch up with him the very next moment.

"Young Master, we have already left the range of the Black Scorpion Emissary's soul-sense detection," Yun Lu said hurriedly.

"Good." Yang Chen drew a breath, then spat out with a wail.

Blood poured from his mouth.

He had finally reached the limit of what he could endure. After all, firing two strikes in succession was no easy ordeal to survive.

"Young Master, are you alright?" Golden Claw and Yun Lu asked worriedly.

Yang Chen took a deep breath and sat down cross-legged, weak beyond measure. "Golden Claw, have Mang Ge come out and take me to Zhenfeng Mountain in Bai Qiong County to meet up with Miss Jiang. You are too large and too easily noticed. Mang Ge is more suited for a task like this!"

"Yes, Young Master!" Though Golden Claw was