"Little bastard!"
Mr. Huo let out a sharp, furious howl.
Before the sound faded, a mass of scarlet light surged out of his body, instantly sketching out a dense array of immortal patterns before him, crystallizing into a crimson wall of fire.
Boom!
Xu Yang slashed the fire wall open in one stroke, hoisting the Fourfold Daluo Saber to strike down a second, then third blade...
Bang-crack!
The fire wall exploded into fragments.
A violent wave surged outward—Mr. Huo howled in pain, blood spewing from his mouth as he tumbled down in disgrace.
"Impossible!"
"Such astonishing power—just how much immortal essence does he have? Is it truly endless?"
Mr. Huo's eyes quaked, unable to believe it.
It's understandable to defeat the strong with the weak, but his immortal essence was even more vast than Mr. Huo's own Peak Celestial Immortal reserves—utterly inconceivable.
"Hell if I know."
Elder Shui was even less able to accept this, her eyes filled with daze.
