"Yellow Spring Corpse Arm!"
In the plaza, after unleashing the Yellow Springs Blood Art, Wang Chen let out another low shout. Pitch-black energy instantly coated his right hand, turning his entire right arm black.
A thick stench of rotting corpses also wafted from Wang Chen's right arm.
Boom!
Wang Chen moved, smashing his right arm forward. An illusory fist imprint shot from his arm, and pitch-black spatial fissures spread outward. The moment the black energy touched the silverwood, it withered, as though it had encountered its nemesis...
Then, before everyone's eyes, Wang Chen's black fist imprint collided with the greenish-brown Six Harmonies Fire Xiao Yan had unleashed...
At the instant the Six Harmonies Fire met Wang Chen's fist imprint, Xiao Yan willed a wisp of the fused Glazed Heart Fire to attach itself to the attack and fly toward Wang Chen.
Bang!
The collision between the Six Harmonies Fire and the fist imprint instantly stirred up a terrifying surge of energy across the plaza. Under its impact, a massive crater appeared in the originally sturdy silverwood plaza. Cracks as thick as thighs spread from the center of the explosion, covering more than half the plaza.
Amid the rampaging energy, a figure was hurled backward and slammed into the ground. He continued skidding backward, forcibly gouging a massive trench more than a hundred meters long...
As everyone stared at the wretched Wang Chen in the trench, a brief silence suddenly fell.
Pfft!
Wang Chen spat out a mouthful of blood, his aura weakening once more. Inside his body, a strand of Glazed Heart Fire was constantly ravaging his meridians. For the moment, even mobilizing his Dou Qi had become a pipe dream.
"Hehehe, good, good, good! Boy, you really have surprised me!"
On the raised platform, Yellow Springs Venerable watched Wang