A mid-eighth tier magical beast was equivalent to a human Dou Zun somewhere between the middle stages and the peak, and magical beasts naturally had bodies several times stronger than those of humans.
The physical strength of a mid-eighth tier magical beast could overwhelm a human Dou Zun of the same level in close combat.
And Heavenly Demon Phoenixes were among the finest magical beasts, dominating others at the same cultivation level.
Chu Zhou was merely a human Three-Star Dou Zun, yet he possessed such a terrifying physique. How could Blood River Venerable not be shocked?
Yet Chu Zhou gave him no chance to catch his breath.
His first punch missed, but the second followed immediately, then the third, the fourth, the fifth—
His figure flickered constantly through the void, appearing in a completely different direction each time, like a ghost slipping through the cracks in space. Blood River Venerable had no way to predict the path of his attacks.
Every punch carried enough terrifying force to shatter a mountain range, and every one targeted Blood River Venerable's vital points without the slightest restraint.
At the same time, Chu Zhou unleashed the full soul power of his Heavenly Realm Soul.
That vastness was like
an ocean of soul pressure, spreading in all directions from the center of his brow like an invisible tide. Its sheer strength sent waves of dread through the experts of the three factions watching from dozens of miles away, as though an invisible mountain pressed down on their souls, making even breathing difficult.
Blood River Venerable, who bore the brunt of it, endured dozens of times more soul pressure than anyone else!
He felt as though he stood within an invisible soul storm, every strand of his soul power being torn at by Chu Zhou's.
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