As the lean middle-aged man spread out his Divine Sense, he also saw a figure suddenly step out of the void beyond the red mist diagonally ahead of him.
"So fast!"
The lean middle-aged man had already determined that the newcomer's movement technique was profound. He had not even seen how the other party had escaped from beneath his "Heaven-Covering Net" in the blink of an eye.
Thus, he had remained on guard against a sneak attack all along. Yet never in his wildest dreams had he expected the other party to increase his speed again.
That speed had utterly surpassed his understanding of how a Void Refinement cultivator could charge forward.
Just as he sensed an intense danger to his right, that ghostlike attack had already reached the edge of his head...
Li Yan swiftly drew back his fist from the red mist ahead. His punch had landed during the ambush, yet it felt as though he had struck an extremely elastic airbag.
"What a resilient body!"
Li Yan's gaze sharpened. The red blisters covering the surface of his fist were equally bizarre; they could actually absorb his strength.
Moreover, when Li Yan's fist struck the other party's body, a stream of green liquid also splashed onto his hand.
The strength absorbed and retained within those red blisters was jolted backward into his own body by that punch.
Fortunately, Li Yan's meridians had long since become tougher than refined iron. With a slight circulation of spiritual power, he neutralized the force surging back at him.
But the green liquid clinging to his knuckles instantly turned that hand into a chunk of green stone.
Li Yan could feel the sensation rapidly vanishing from that palm.
Yet after sending the other party flying with one punch, he did not slow down.