Astral qi blazed like a rainbow, killing intent surged like a tide.
The enemy had come to kill, not merely to seize the spirit herb.
Lu Ren had told him to keep his wits about him and hide, but hiding was impossible. The enemy had specifically assigned an astral qi expert to kill him.
In that case, he would reveal his astral qi cultivation today. After keeping it hidden for so long, exposing it now hardly mattered.
Fierce winds howled as astral qi tore through the air. Just as it was about to strike him, Xu Yang moved.
He twisted sideways, and the scorching astral qi grazed past his body before blasting into the ground.
The ground shook. Bluestone shattered, rubble flew, and a deep crater appeared, cracks spreading out in every direction.
Had he truly been at the qi gathering stage, that blast of astral qi would likely have torn him in half.
Taking two quick steps, Xu Yang abruptly vanished from his spot. Blazing astral qi erupted, propelling his body forward like a thunderbolt.
Amid the rumbling of his muscles and bones, he unleashed the punch he had been gathering strength for.
Eleven sharp cracks rang out in succession. His fist, carrying eleven layers of force, ripped through the shadowy figure's protective astral qi and slammed down like a meteor.
Before the punch even landed, its fierce wind tore the cloth from the shadowy figure's face, revealing a deathly pale complexion that looked as though it had never seen sunlight.
"Astral qi!" The shadowy figure's pupils contracted.
This was no qi gathering cultivator, but an astral qi expert whose cultivation matched his own.
Caught completely off guard, he was still in midair when Xu Yang's fist struck his chest.
Tyrannical astral qi erupted, pouring wildly from Xu Yang's