"Is this Chu Kuangren's strength?"
"Truly terrifying!"
Yuan Wu Dao looked at Chu Kuangren, apprehension flickering in his eyes.
They had only exchanged one move, but he had already used over seventy percent of his strength, yet he had still been forcibly driven back several dozen feet.
Chu Kuangren, meanwhile, had not moved an inch.
Clearly, his opponent had not used nearly as much strength.
Fifty percent? Or thirty?
But regardless of how much he had used, there was no doubt that Chu Kuangren was stronger than him, and that left Yuan Wu Dao somewhat unwilling to accept it.
"Chu Kuangren, we came here to make a deal with the White Lotus Sect. That doesn't seem to have anything to do with you."
Yuan Wu Dao spoke coolly.
"You brought someone from the Netherworld here to make a deal? Heh, all I can say is that there's nothing to discuss," Chu Kuangren said with a sneer.
He had no fondness for the Netherworld.
They had repeatedly caused trouble for him, directly or indirectly, and had even planted a spy in his Mystic Heaven Sect.
Now that he had encountered them, how could he possibly do nothing?
As his words fell, Chu Kuangren raised his hand and channeled his Spiritual Power again.
"Chu Kuangren, you're utterly unreasonable!"
Yuan Wu Dao was furious, his expression as dark as water.
"How amusing. Since when did you demonic cultivators become reasonable people? Get out of the way!" Chu Kuangren raised his hand and struck with his palm.
Even vaster Buddha Light transformed into an even more magnificent golden hand.
This strike possessed boundless power.
Yuan Wu Dao's expression shifted slightly. A terrifying, sinister Daoist Rhyme erupted from his body, and eerie black mist rose around him.
It was Hell Demon Qi!
Although the demonic