When Patriarch Golden Vajra Warrior blurted out his true identity, Xu Qing didn’t say anything in response. He wasn’t the type of person who liked chatting in the middle of a fight. Eyes narrowing as the patriarch backed up, he tapped into the flight talisman.

In the blink of an eye, Xu Qing became a streak of light shooting toward the patriarch. As he moved, the spectral drought demon appeared behind him. It looked vicious, with lava flowing through the cracks that covered its skin. And intense flames surrounded it in every direction, causing the snowflakes to melt and turn into a mist.

Xu Qing’s energy and blood was stimulated to the ultimate degree. With the Sea and Mountain Incantation operating at full force, his body cultivation abilities were at the peak. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the patriarch, unleashing a vicious fist strike.

The patriarch’s eyes glittered with killing intent, and he waved his hand, causing the projected vajra warrior to howl to the heavens as it met the incoming attack with its own fist.

Neither side held back. When the two fists collided, the resulting explosion shoved Xu Qing backward, blood oozing out of the corners of his mouth. In terms of pure body cultivation level, he was still a bit under the...