Slaying the Demon Ape

"Trying to leave now? Too late."

Just as the demon ape shattered the Zhao Clan's defenses and was about to flee, a calm voice suddenly rang out not far ahead of it.

The voice was not loud, yet it seemed to carry some strange power, smoothing the surging currents around them for an instant.

The demon ape's charging momentum abruptly stalled, its scarlet eyes staring in terror toward the source of the voice.

In the water ahead, where there had been nothing at all, specks of azure light emerged out of thin air and swiftly outlined a tall, upright figure.

Xu Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, walking across the water. His azure robes remained dry, his expression tranquil, as though he had merely strolled out from his own backyard.

He was clearly standing there, yet he seemed to have merged with the watery light around him—even with the very space itself—leaving no trace until he "revealed" himself at this moment.

Of course, this was merely an evasion art he performed with the Green Wood Sacred Body. After reaching the Foundation Establishment realm, any wood-element force within his sight could lend him aid.

"Roar!"

The demon ape was both shocked and enraged, but its instinct to flee overwhelmed everything else. It threw open its gaping maw, and the remnants of its demonic power spun madly within its body. A pitch-black water arrow condensed from most of its essence blood and demonic power shot straight at Xu Yuan's face, carrying a piercing shriek and a dense, bloody Baleful Intent.

This was its desperate final strike. It did not seek to kill its enemy, only to delay him long enough to find an opening.

Yet faced with this life-risking blow, enough to severely wound an ordinary Foundation Establishment Early Stage