Striking Down a True Immortal

Boom!

Lu Chuan had just finished dealing with Nezha when, below, a figure wreathed all over in immortal light charged toward him, anger in his icy gaze.

Wei Hu had arrived.

Just now, caught off guard, he had been blasted flying by Lu Chuan's punch and had fallen into the Feudal Lords Alliance's army, smashing down a huge swath of men and causing heavy casualties. But what angered him even more was the fact that he had been sent flying by a single punch.

It had been no short time since he had attained the Dao and cultivated into a True Immortal, while Lu Chuan himself was merely a Qi Refiner, only temporarily reaching the realm of the Immortal Path by borrowing the power of that Dragon Horse.

The gulf between immortal and mortal was like a heavenly chasm; by the rules, it was something that simply could not be crossed.

Attaining the Dao and becoming an immortal was like an evolution of life itself. In the eyes of an immortal, those below the Immortal Path truly were not much different from ants that could be wiped away with a casual hand.

In his eyes, though Lu Chuan had temporarily risen into the realm of the Immortal Path, he only had strength in empty form. In essence, he was still at Dao Integration, not a complete True Immortal.

Yet now, he had been knocked flying by one punch.

"You deserve to die!"

In his fury, his True Immortal power erupted. Blazing immortal light coiled around his entire body as he rushed into the air, his voice cold enough to pierce the bone.

He revealed an astonishing killing intent that surged into the heavens like a wild gale, tearing apart the dark clouds in the sky.

Lu Chuan clenched his fist