Chapter 1010

Even delivered casually, this palm strike carried the might of a boulder splitting the heavens.

And the palm Zhu Wushi struck back with was no ordinary one either.

It not only contained the essence of his Heaven-Devouring Art, but also gathered the quintessence of every palm technique he had collected over so many years into this single strike.

Plus the added weight of those eight hundred experts' strength.

This palm was truly the strongest strike of Zhu Wushi's life.

If not for the suppression of the Yellow Calamity, the might of this palm could well have ascended another level.

The two palms, carrying ferocious momentum, collided together.

Then they sent up wave after wave of gale-force qi, which even diluted the Yellow Calamity by another fraction.

"Good! Good lad, today I will surely kill you!"

General Chilaowen never imagined that, even with the Yellow Calamity suppressing him, Zhu Wushi's palm could still be so ferocious.

And being called a barbarian by Zhu Wushi once more had set his heart blazing with fury.

At this moment, feeling he could not afford to lose face, in a flash he directly drew all the Yellow Calamity's power back into his body.

Then he stirred up the Yellow Calamity's power, gathered it entirely into his other palm, and once more slapped it toward Zhu Wushi.

798, is that you?

The power of the Yellow Calamity was truly no ordinary force.

Compared to ordinary true essence, it was vastly superior in ways beyond counting.

Looking back at Zhu Wushi, that even split just now, shattering one of the Yellow Calamity's palms, was truly the strongest strike of his life.

Though he was no longer suppressed by the Yellow Calamity now, his qi and blood were churning throughout his body, and he felt as if every bone in him had come apart.

Even the strength of those eight hundred experts within his meridians had somewhat dispersed.

To strike out another palm would truly be immensely difficult.

Watching Chi Laowen's second palm come, he could only smile wryly and murmur,

"Su Xin, I can no longer accompany you to watch the sunrise over the snowy mountain. What a pity, what a lament…"

At the brink of life and death, Zhu Wushi still thought of that tender spot in his heart.

Suddenly he summoned his courage again, stirred up his own true essence, and forced himself to meet the attack.

Boom……

The previous palm had been suppressed by the Yellow Calamity's power.

Even though the gale-force qi of that palm was more intense, it was utterly silent and caused no great commotion.

This palm clash, because Chi Laowen had mobilized the Yellow Calamity's power, was extraordinary.

After the two palms collided, the gale-force qi formed was like a tornado, rapidly spreading outward in all directions.

Zhou Zhiruo, who had just regained her freedom, had not yet reacted before she was buffeted by this gale-force qi, sent tumbling this way and that.

She could only drift along with this gale-force qi, floating off into the distance.

As for the dense forest nearby, it fared even worse.

All of it was snapped and broken, the entire stretch of dense forest cleared out as if by design.

As for the ground, it had cracked open in a horrifying sight.

"Ah… this power again, what on earth is it?"

Just as Chi Laowen thought one palm would decide the victor and kill Zhu Wushi.

Zhu Wushi's arm was directly blasted into dust by the Yellow Calamity's power, and just as victory seemed assured.

Suddenly, from within Zhu Wushi's body, surged a power both familiar and terrifying to Chi Laowen.

Familiar because this power had left too deep an impression on him.

Terrifying because this power had once made even a Heavenly Dao Gold List-level expert like him suffer a great loss.

This power was precisely the one that, when he had fought Duan Tianya and nearly beaten him to death.

Duan Tianya had suddenly unleashed this power, which had grievously wounded him.

Although he had promptly returned to the Nine Provinces, back to the Great Yuan.

With the Great Yuan's full assistance, otherwise this power might well have caused his cultivation realm to drop considerably.

Now this power that still left him with lingering dread had appeared once more.

How could Chi Laowen not be shocked?

But no matter how shocked he was, he could not dodge it.

Despite his keen reactions, rapidly employing several uncanny movement techniques.

This power seemed to have eyes of its own, and in the end caught up with him.

It struck him so hard he let out a wretched cry and crashed headlong into the dust.

On the other side, Zhu Wushi was not faring well either.

His hair was disheveled, one arm already gone.

He had long lost count of how many meridians and bones throughout his body had shattered.

More critically, Chi Laowen had driven a portion of the Yellow Calamity's power into Zhu Wushi's body.

Though this Yellow Calamity's power could not compare to the strange power that struck Chi Laowen.

It was still not something Zhu Wushi could easily dissolve.

The moment Zhu Wushi entertained any thought of gathering qi to recover his essence, this Yellow Calamity's power would immediately press down upon him.

Not only causing his dantian to ache, not allowing even a thread of power to gather.

This bout of pain, added to his severe injuries, hurt Zhu Wushi so much he nearly passed out.

"Good, good, good!"

General Chilaowen took this strange force once more, his strength plummeting, his meridians blocked.

But his cultivation was ultimately higher than Zhu Wushi's, so he was the first to rise.

After saying "good" three times in a row, a pair of eyes, like a vicious wolf's, fixed on Zhu Wushi not far away,

"You bastard, yet you could harm me to this extent.

Today, even if I have to stake everything, I will grind your bones and scatter your ashes."

The reason General Chilaowen hated so was because the last time he was struck by this force,

he had been tricked into the Shinto Shrine of You Dongying, and defiled by that mummified evil Buddha.

That experience was truly the nightmare of his life.

Now being struck by this force again, though the injury was not especially severe,

it made him recall the experience in the Shinto Shrine, so much so that he instantly fell into madness.

As if Zhu Wushi were no longer Zhu Wushi, but that mummified evil Buddha.

Zhu Wushi had originally been striving to suppress his injuries, but seeing General Chilaowen's eyes blood-red, looking like he would choose someone to devour,

he felt shock and fury in his heart, knowing that if he stayed here any longer, he would likely be truly cut down on the spot by General Chilaowen.

Taking two palm strikes from this barbarian had already left Zhu Wushi in such a wretched state.

How many more palms he could take, Zhu Wushi truly did not dare imagine.

Taking advantage of the moment before this barbarian attacked, Zhu Wushi pushed off with his feet, exerted his lightness skill with all his might, and fled toward the direction of Yunzhou Shaolin.

By now, from the direction of Yunzhou Shaolin, a few human shadows had already faintly appeared coming this way.

As long as he could join up with these people, Zhu Wushi might be able to save his life.

"Don't run!"

General Chilaowen was now in a frenzy of madness; how could he give Zhu Wushi a chance to escape?

The moment he moved, General Chilaowen sent forth a palm strike of force through the air, smashing over wildly.

This palm strike, however, was narrowly dodged by Zhu Wushi.

With a boom, it instead split a great gash in the ground, sending mud and sand flying in all directions.

The massive force of the aftershock even struck near Zhu Wushi's waist.

At this moment Zhu Wushi was heavily wounded, and was also dodging General Chilaowen's follow-up attack.

He truly had no strength to evade this aftershock, and was struck squarely in an instant.

This blow sent Zhu Wushi flying sideways directly, vomiting fresh blood wildly from his mouth, half his body going completely numb.

"Hehehe, die for me!"

General Chilaowen, looking like a mad demon, followed up again, preparing to deliver another palm strike.