As Fang Gan, Li Shan, Chen Yirong, Zhou Chen, Zhang Dong and the others continued watching through the mirror jade, Fu Feiyu crashed into the valley below. A loud boom resounded as the valley area quaked, raising a curtain of dust in the air.

Fu Feiyu covered his mouth with his hand, but blood still continued to spurt out from his mouth. He looked at Huang Xiaolong as if he wanted to say something, but Huang Xiaolong had crushed his throat with that punch.

In general, a God king Realm master had a strong physical body, so, even if their bones were broken, they would gradually heal fully. But Fu Feiyu soon discovered that his ruptured throat was not able to heal on its own, as there was a frigid energy circulating in his throat, impeding his recovery.

“You!” He looked at Huang Xiaolong, and his eyes filled with fear and disbelief. Mustering all his energy,...