Chapter 401

"Crack!"

Xiao Hua's entire body shuddered as if a ball had been struck by a heavy force. His chest instantly caved in, and his bones emitted a continuous sound of snapping. His eyeballs bulged violently, as if they were about to be knocked out of their sockets.

"Pfft!"

Blood mixed with chunks of internal organs sprayed from his mouth. Like a boiled shrimp, his body arched and flew backward, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood in mid-air.

"Xiao Hua, you're finished!"

Xu Yang withdrew his martial intent, took large strides to catch up, grabbed Xiao Hua by the ankle in mid-air, and smashed him toward the ground as if he were a chick.

"Boom!"

The earth shook, and shattered soil splattered everywhere, sending up a dragon-like plume of dust and screams.

The surging Qi within Xu Yang gradually calmed, the golden hue fading bit by bit until he returned to his normal appearance.

He felt his whole body burning hot, drenched in sweat.

In the large crater, Xiao Hua was already limp like mud, not a single bone in his body intact, his face filled with terror.

"To think I would provoke a monster like you!" His voice was filled with fear and trembling.

It hasn't even been two and a half years!

Xu Yang became a disciple of the Profound Heaven Sect less than two and a half years ago. If one counts the time spent earning contribution points, he had likely been cultivating the Mountain-Crushing Bear King Palm for less than a year.

Less than a year, and he had already grasped martial intent; this comprehension was simply shocking.

"I regret not taking you seriously and letting you grow to this point."

His intestines were green with regret.

If he had acted sooner to kill Xu Yang, the result today would definitely not be this. But he had underestimated Xu Yang too much, thinking that with Xu Yang's talent, he wouldn't be able to cleanse his marrow within three or four years, and that he could be pinched to death whenever he chose to kill him—even after marrow cleansing, he wouldn't be afraid.

No!

It wasn't that he had underestimated Xu Yang; it was that Xu Yang had hidden himself too deeply. Possessing such talent, he had never shown it, not even caring when mocked or ridiculed by others.

He was like a venomous snake hiding in the dark—he wouldn't move, but once he did, it would cost a life.

"Everyone I kill feels the same regret as you."

Xu Yang's tone was calm at this moment; he had finally resolved the person who had been threatening his life ever since he entered the Profound Heaven Sect.

"Do you have any last words? If not, I will send you to reunite with your son."

Xiao Hua opened his mouth, but before his voice could be emitted, the fist wrapped in Gang Qi had already heavily smashed into his throat.

"Crack!"

Accompanied by a crisp sound of bone breaking, his tendons and bones bent at a bizarre angle, the broken bones piercing through skin and flesh.

"Better not say anything. Go reunite with your son sooner."

Xu Yang shook the blood off his hand, seeing Xiao Hua's eyes wide open, dying with his eyes unclosed.

He leaned over to search the corpse; apart from a few hundred taels of silver notes, there was no other harvest at all.

"He is a deacon after all; the body must be dealt with."

Raising his palm, he blasted Xiao Hua into a pulp of flesh, and only then did Xu Yang return to the main path to continue back to the Profound Heaven Sect.

By the time he reached the Profound Heaven Sect, it was pitch black, and waves of exhaustion constantly assailed his mind.

Although he had only used his martial intent for a short time, this was not a power his current realm could master; the mental consumption was too terrifying.

Forcing himself to endure his exhausted body, he ate a meal in the canteen and returned to his room, collapsing into sleep.

【Killed Xiao Hua, Points +50】

【Martial Longevity Points: 317】

Waking up the next day, Xu Yang felt refreshed; the mental energy consumed yesterday had recovered, and it seemed to have grown a little. ===== CHAPTER 402 =====