"Hong Yu, time to die!"
Ziyan Wuhen was covered in purple flames.
His long, purple hair danced behind him like burning fire.
He threw a punch, incinerating the air into a searing heatwave that promptly exploded.
BOOM!
The punch landed squarely on Hong Yu.
Hong Yu's body shuddered violently. He felt a terrifying heat from behind, followed by the searing pain of his back being charred black.
His blood raged through his veins like boiling water.
He suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a scarlet Blood Arrow.
"Gah!"
His body trembled violently. The blow had severely injured him.
Two of his bones had snapped, and his internal organs had suffered a heavy impact, causing them to rupture slightly.
If his Eight Desolates Saint Slaying Technique hadn't already reached the Eighth Transformation, allowing him to forge the Eight Desolates Dominating Body, that single strike would have been enough to pierce through his body and kill him.
