The massive boulder exploded with a thunderous roar, shattering into fist-sized chunks.
"Cough, cough." Zheng Yi spat out blood, struggling to stand up from the ground.
If he were an ordinary Golden Core Stage cultivator, this move would have rendered him completely powerless to fight.
The Nether Spirit Cultivator was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth, seeing Zheng Yi standing up unscathed despite having taken a palm strike from him.
Although he hadn't used his full strength in that attack,
the gap between them was a whole major realm apart. Despite that, the other party could withstand his attack.
What kind of little monster is this?
"No way, I absolutely cannot let him go," the Nether Spirit Cultivator decided with murderous intent.
But before that, he had one thing to do.
"Kid, don't blame me for not giving you a chance. Hand over the magical artifact you used to kill my brother, and I might let you live."
