Sword light reflected in Li Xuancang's pupils as he sensed intense danger.
He did not retreat. Instead, he stepped forward.
"Rumble!"
The heavens trembled as pure power erupted.
Every inch of his flesh exerted force, intending to use his body to take this sword strike head-on.
"Madman!"
The cultivators watching from afar cried out in shock, their eyes wide.
This was Huang Jiuxuan's strongest sword strike, yet Li Xuancang was facing it barehanded. He was mad to the extreme, treating his own life as if it were nothing.
"Pfft!"
Before countless eyes, the sword light pierced straight through Li Xuancang's body without obstruction.
There was no clash of metal, no shower of sparks.
The sword light pierced his chest as though passing through air, leaving a bloody hole through his left chest.
Golden blood gushed out and splashed onto the ground, producing hissing corrosive sounds.
Li Xuancang's body swayed, yet he did not fall.
His right hand clamped down on Huang Jiuxuan's sword-wielding wrist like iron pincers.
The force was so great that Huang Jiuxuan's bones crackled.
Huang Jiuxuan looked down and saw fine cracks already spreading across his wrist.
"You..."
Old Huang's pupils contracted sharply.
Before he could finish speaking, Li Xuancang's left fist had already slammed into his chest.
There was no technique in this punch, only pure power.
Unmatched, earth-shattering power.
The force of the punch passed through Huang Jiuxuan's body and blasted a ravine a hundred zhang long into the ground behind him.
"Pfft!"
Huang Jiuxuan spat out a torrent of blood and flew backward, his blood staining the sky as he crashed toward the ground like a cannonball.
A large portion of his chest had caved in, and his internal organs had nearly all shattered beneath that punch.
"Clang!"
The iron sword flew from his