Duan Qiankun took a deep breath and swiftly retreated. He had already used words to buy enough time for the Duan family cultivators to react. Now, the priority was to eliminate all enemies as quickly as possible.

Just as he retreated, a massive fist smashed into where he had just stood. A violent surge of qi force erupted instantly. It blasted a deep crater several meters wide into the forest floor.

"What terrifying strength!" Duan Qiankun's pupils constricted as he identified his attacker.

"Wang Yuan of the Battle Hall!"

From behind the fiery shadow of the punch, a figure clad in coarse hemp robes emerged. His gaze burned with an intense fervor as he stared at Duan Qiankun.

"Foundation Establishment cultivator, Duan Qiankun!

"Today, I'll test my techniques on you."

With those words, he launched his fist. A torrent of blood qi coiled around his knuckles.

Seeing this, Duan Qiankun let out a cold sneer. "Brute!"

His body moved like a swallow as he soared into the sky, his fingers forming a sword-like gesture, tracing an arc.

Shing...

The surging blood...