"Break!"
Chen Jin growled amid the raging wind.
The soul power within him erupted again, and his fourth soul ring shone with blinding brilliance.
The flames on the nine-colored phoenix claw surged, becoming solid fire that engulfed the golden Immovable Bright King Body.
Crack-
A crisp cracking sound rang out. Zhao Wuji's Immovable Bright King Body could no longer hold, and a massive fissure split open.
Divine phoenix fire poured through the fissure, burning Zhao Wuji's clothes to ash and leaving charred marks on his skin.
Zhao Wuji roared in pain, his massive body abruptly retreating.
Every step left a footprint several feet deep in the ground. He retreated a full ten steps before steadying himself.
Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
In a head-on clash, a level seventy-six Soul Saint had actually been driven back and injured by a level forty Soul Ancestor.
Zhao Wuji stared at Chen Jin, unable to suppress his killing intent.
"Good. Very good. Chen Jin, you've made me angry."
Zhao Wuji's voice echoed through the woods, filled with boundless fury and killing intent.
Zhao Wuji wiped the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand.
As he looked at the bright red blood on his hand, his gaze turned savage.
"Good. Very good. A level forty Soul Ancestor actually managed to injure me, Zhao Wuji."
His voice echoed through the woods, carrying fury he could no longer contain.
As a Shrek teacher and a hell-raiser, when had he ever suffered such humiliation, let alone been bested by a junior who did not even have all his soul rings?
His soul power erupted like a volcano. Intense yellow light burst forth, making his entire body look as though it had been cast from gold.
The crushing pressure thickened the surrounding air.