As a disciple of Master Xuanming, Hu Chuan is psychotic and ruthless, but his strength is quite formidable.
With a cultivation at the Seventh Layer of Foundation Establishment Stage, he exceeds Chen Nan by four realms, and each strike carries destructive power.
Even more alarming for Chen Nan is that Hu Chuan's Blood Saber seems to be smeared with poison.
In just a few breaths, the wounds on his body begin to fester and turn black, sizzling as if drenched in concentrated sulfuric acid.
The black poison lines spread under the skin like a web, causing a deep pain that twists his features, rendering him powerless to struggle on the ruins.
In such a situation, it seems there is no path but death.
"How does my bone-eroding poison taste?" Hu Chuan carried the Blood Saber, his crimson tongue licking the residual blood on the blade as he stepped towards Chen Nan.
His boots tread over burning planks, sparks flying, dancing like fireflies in the dark.
