Chapter 727: Goal Achieved

Xuan Che let out a muffled groan and retreated in a sorry state.

Before he could steady his form,

a figure covered in Golden Light suddenly flashed into view.

A fist smashed toward him.

Because he had been injured by Kong Yu while caught off guard, his Qi was extremely chaotic, and it was difficult for him to condense his power.

Yet, facing Wang Jianqiang's attack, he had no choice but to risk worsening his injuries to forcibly condense power for defense.

Boom~

After a booming sound,

the defense he had hastily and forcibly condensed shattered instantly; he spat out blood and flew backward.

By the time he steadied his form, his complexion was deathly pale, and even his aura had weakened by more than half.

His injuries were severe.

But this was not entirely due to that punch from Wang Jianqiang.

In fact,

Wang Jianqiang's punch, under his deliberate control, only exerted power comparable to a full-force strike from an ordinary Eighth-Order Will-Level Cultivator.

Such power might seem impressive, but even though Xuan Che had already been shorn of an arm and could only exert less than thirty percent of his peak strength due to his haste, it would not have been enough to wound him to this extent.

The real reason he was so severely injured was that he had forcibly suppressed his chaotic Qi to condense power, suffering a backlash from his own strength.

The external attack combined with the backlash of his own power resulted in his heavy injuries.

"Brother Xuan Che, are you alright!"

After the strike, Kong Yu regained control of her body.

Seeing Xuan Che's wretched appearance, she was shocked and moved to approach him.

"Yu'er, don't come over."

At this moment, Xuan Che finally reacted.

He dared not let Kong Yu come any closer.

Although that bastard's control over Yu'er could only last for an instant, the number of times it could be used seemed unlimited.

Or even if there were a limit, it was quite high.

Kong Yu's footsteps faltered, and she also reacted.

Her figure flashed as she flew in the opposite direction, distancing herself from Xuan Che.

Wang Jianqiang looked at Kong Yu, who had retreated into the distance, then looked at Xuan Che and smiled lightly, "Wang didn't expect you to be so stubborn, actually daring to approach Kong Yu again after being ambushed."

Hearing this, Xuan Che's expression turned unsightly.

He looked at Wang Jianqiang, a thick murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"You bastard, you have successfully angered me."

"Next, I will make sure you die without a burial place!"

Wang Jianqiang raised an eyebrow and said with a smile, "You are already severely injured and can at most exert ten percent of your peak strength."

"Instead of finding a way to save your life in Wang's hands, you are still thinking about killing Wang?"

"To kill you, ten percent of my power is enough!"

A cold luster flashed in Xuan Che's eyes as he pointed a finger.

An ice sword, seemingly condensed from ice crystals, flashed into existence and pierced toward Wang Jianqiang.

On the body of the ice sword, Ice Intent swirled.

Wherever it passed, the space froze.

The moment he was locked onto by the ice sword, Wang Jianqiang's entire body was enveloped by a chill.

As the ice sword approached, this chill grew increasingly intense.

It felt as if it were about to freeze him solid.

Facing this strike, an ordinary Sixth-Order Will-Level Cultivator would not even need the ice sword to get close; this chill alone would be enough to freeze them into an ice sculpture.

However, for Wang Jianqiang, this power was still not enough.

He moved his mind.

Wang fire ignited, and the Ice Intent on his skin was instantly isolated.

He stared at the flying ice sword, his expression thoughtful.

The Intent Power on this Magic Treasure did not seem to be bestowed by Xuan Che, but rather inherent to the treasure itself.

To be precise,

Xuan Che himself had not comprehended Intent Power.

The reason he was able to unleash it was entirely due to this Magic Treasure!

That this treasure naturally carried Intent Power was truly extraordinary.

Wang Jianqiang took a deep breath.

His fist clenched suddenly.

Six mysterious seals emerged, and the Dangkong Artistic Conception was pushed to the limit.

Although his Years Sacred Body had fallen from the Eight Seals level to the Six Seals level due to Blood Rebirth,

the Dangkong Artistic Conception he had already comprehended would not fall because of this.

His Dangkong Artistic Conception was still at the Eight Seals level, nearing completion.

He threw a punch.

This world instantly stilled, as if it had turned into a sand painting.

Immediately.

The entire sand painting shook violently.

The ice sword trembled, and the Artistic Conception of ice upon it instantly dissipated.

At the same time.

Xuan Che was also affected by the shockwave, spitting out a mouthful of blood and retreating several steps.

Dense bloodlines appeared on his skin, resembling cracks about to shatter, making him feel as if his physical body might fall apart at any moment.

He looked up at Wang Jianqiang.

Wang Jianqiang had not retreated half a step, only a layer of ice crystals covered his fist.

Following that, he saw Wang Jianqiang's fist vibrate, and the ice crystals shattered.

It was actually completely unscathed!

His expression instantly turned ugly, and as he thought of the attack just now, his face shifted through various expressions.

Could this person also wield Intent Power?

He must be just like him, possessing a special Magic Treasure that carries Intent Power!

Xuan Che himself was a prodigy who could be called a Monster.

He knew very well the difficulty of comprehending Intent Power; even he did not have the confidence that he would definitely be able to comprehend Intent Power after reaching the Ninth-Order Will Stage.

Furthermore, this person was only at the Nascent Soul Late Stage; did he rely entirely on a powerful physical body to have such strength?

No one could comprehend Intent Power at the Nascent Soul Late Stage!

Damn it!

Xuan Che hated him inwardly.

If not for this person being treacherous and shameless, controlling Yu'er to ambush him.

Even if the opponent possessed a special Magic Treasure containing Intent Power, he would have the confidence to easily kill the opponent without a scratch.

How could he have fallen into such a state?

"Brother Xuan Che!"

In the distance, seeing Xuan Che's aura drop to freezing point, looking as if he were at the end of his rope, Kong Yu's face filled with deep worry.

Hearing Kong Yu's exclamation, Xuan Che looked at Kong Yu, a flash of apology crossing his face, "Yu'er, I was careless this time."

"You must wait patiently for a few more days; once my injuries recover, I will definitely rescue you from this villain's hands."

After speaking, he waved his palm.

The ice sword that had fallen beside him was retrieved.

Immediately after.

He looked at his severed arm.

On that severed arm was a Space Ring, containing a small half of his net worth.

He was just about to retrieve it.

"Hmph, thinking of escaping only at a time like this?"

"Too late!"

A cold voice suddenly came.

Following that.

An attack shot toward him.

Xuan Che's expression changed.

If he continued, he could certainly retrieve his severed arm.

But if he did so, he would inevitably be struck by the attack.

In his current state, if he were hit by this strike, his physical body would inevitably collapse.

By then, even if he had the means to let his Nascent Soul escape.

The loss would certainly be beyond imagination, far greater than the current loss.

Weighing the pros and cons, he immediately abandoned the thought of retrieving the Space Ring.

He waved his palm.

A talisman appeared, turning into a sheet of Spirit Light that enveloped him.

The next moment.

He disappeared directly from where he stood.

Immediately after, the attack descended, kicking up a roar.

Seeing Xuan Che's figure disappear.

The corners of Wang Jianqiang's mouth curled up slightly.