"Boom—!"
Before Sun Zhe could react, a fist shape condensed from water spiritual power shot straight through the air, like a ray of light, instantly blasting a transparent hole the size of a bowl in his chest.
Blood mixed with shattered flesh and bone flew through the air.
Sun Zhe could no longer feel any pain, only a fleeting daze in his brain, and he couldn't breathe.
The next moment, as he felt unspeakable agony, the damage to his body was already in the process of healing and repairing.
"Boy, put down the Map of Ten Thousand Instruments!"
Qin Yuanfei rapidly descended to the ground, the long sword in his hand dazzling with cold light. As the water attribute spiritual power spread in all directions, even the space around him seemed to freeze.
Little Dragon Girl, who had been watching from the Ring Space, quickly said, "You must be careful of this old fool, he's already stepped into the threshold of the Combat Realm, his strength should have surpassed the Soul Void Realm."
