"Urgh...!"
Yan Chuang let out a muffled groan of pain.
The power of Gu Chenfeng's axe strike had already inflicted considerable injuries on him.
It made his entire aura falter. The rampaging force suppressed the energy within his body, leaving him unable to channel his power for the moment and putting him in extreme danger.
The next instant, he saw a flash of blood-red light.
Buzz!
In the night sky, an axe phantom wrapped in crimson-gold flames bore down on his head, carrying towering killing intent.
Yan Chuang's pupils contracted involuntarily, and he lamented inwardly.
My life is over!
Yet the scene he had imagined, of the battle axe splitting him in two and destroying both his body and soul, never came to pass.
The Profound Ice Battle Axe abruptly stopped a mere hair's breadth above Yan Chuang's head.
The astonishing Heaven and Earth Power and that chilling aura of slaughter quietly dispersed.
Yan Chuang stared in astonishment at the young man holding the battle axe, who had halted his killing blow at the critical moment. A trace of bewilderment flashed through his eyes.
But Gu Chenfeng merely raised a hand and beckoned, snatching away the Storage Ring on his finger.
Then he withdrew the battle axe and waved at him.
"All this fighting between us is nothing more than a struggle over resources and interests. There's no need to fight to the death.
"The Redfire Sect's defeat is already certain. Go."
Disbelief appeared on Yan Chuang's face at those words.
"You... you really aren't going to kill me? Aren't you afraid I'll take revenge someday?"
Gu Chenfeng sneered. "You've already lost to me. The gap between us will only grow wider from now on. I imagine you won't do anything foolish.
"Besides, fate is a wondrous thing. Perhaps before