Zhou Zhentian was panting heavily, blood flowing from his chest and soaking his clothes in red. Clearly, that blow had nearly cost him his life. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead one after another, and his breathing was rapid and heavy.
One must know that when a cultivator reaches the Golden Core Realm, their physical body becomes virtually impervious to swords and spears, and superficial wounds can be healed using their own spiritual power. For those in the Nascent Soul Realm, physical strength is enhanced even further, and ordinary injuries are usually not fatal.
Yet Zhou Zhentian had been in such agony from merely being struck by that purple light, which demonstrated just how formidable Xuanyuan Chen's move truly was. He had never expected Xuanyuan Chen to be so fierce. That unimaginable combat capability caused an uncontrollable terror to gradually rise within his heart. His eyes no longer held their previous confidence and determination, replaced instead by deep panic and despair.
Chapter 110