A giant vortex, fifty zhang in diameter, erupted on the river's surface, sending waves surging ten zhang into the sky.
Chen Sheng was sent sliding back over ten zhang, his feet plowing two deep furrows into the river's surface. Yet, his left hand remained clamped firmly around Zhou Chengzong's throat, not loosening in the slightest.
The qi and blood roiled in his chest, but a blazing fighting spirit ignited in his eyes.
'I blocked it!'
'A Profound Gang Martial Master, it seems, isn't as powerful as I imagined.'
In the distance, Sun Yuzhi, clad in green, glided through the air. In her left hand, she held a long, crimson whip condensed from True Qi, its tip coiled around a pale-faced Xu Yuanju.
Her aura of Profound Mastery enveloped the area, causing Elder Liu's body to stiffen abruptly.
Sun Yuzhi saw Chen Sheng get knocked back, and her brow furrowed slightly. She brought her fingers together, about to unleash her Sword Qi and execute Elder Liu.
"Vice Envoy, wait."
