Chapter 988

Facing this scene, Jiang Xuanji's expression remained unchanged as he said coldly, "Flashy but unsubstantial, riddled with openings."

As the words fell, he instantly exploited the secret art's opening, broke through the illusion, and appeared before Yan Junming.

Under the other's stunned gaze, he viciously threw a punch, shattering his ribs!

Then he retracted his fist, converted it into an elbow strike, swiftly drove it upward, and struck the lower jaw!

Yan Junming's frail body was flung into the air, spinning dozens of times mid-flight.

Before he could even hit the ground, Jiang Xuanji's figure appeared once more, kicking out and sending him flying!

Yan Junming suffered grave injuries and once again could not help but spew a large mouthful of fresh blood, scattering it all around!

By the time he crashed toward the ground, he struggled to climb back up amid the dust.

He had just raised his head when he saw an enormous fist coming straight at his face!

That was... fist intent!

When the punch was thrown, it was like a blazing great sun, melting away everything!

The martial Dao true meaning and the tremendous qi and blood contained within it caused the surroundings to turn a bloody red, transforming into a pillar of qi and blood!

However, just as the fist was less than half a finger's width from Yan Junming, Jiang Xuanji suddenly halted his movement.

Seeing this, the surrounding cultivators had just heaved a sigh of relief.

Boom—

When instead they heard a heaven-shaking explosion ring out from afar.

The crowd instinctively followed the source of the sound with their eyes.

Upon seeing the situation clearly, they could not help but shrink their pupils, their faces filled with horror!

For on the surface of a great mountain in the distance, a fist-shaped enormous hollow had actually appeared!

Before they could even collect themselves, Jiang Xuanji's voice rang out:

"My fist art was honed through countless battles between life and death."

"This punch is like the sun at high noon! How could a weakling like you possibly block it?!"

The moment the words fell, Yan Junming's body collapsed stiffly to the ground, devoid of any further breath of life.

Although this punch had not landed on his body.

That domineering fist intent had struck his divine soul, utterly grinding it away!