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Jiang Han's lips curled into a faint smile, while the martial artist from Cangjian Mountain Villa displayed an expression of sheer terror. His eyes emitted beams of golden flames that intertwined in the void, exploding with a force even more intense than the previous shockwaves in the air. The hidden masters from Cangjian Mountain Villa immediately changed their expressions, but it was already too late.
The terrifying golden flames engulfed his body like a meteor of heavenly fire, continuously penetrating his skin, causing it to crack and bleed profusely. He let out a piercing scream of agony. His face was a picture of despair, blood streaming from all seven orifices, staining his features; aside from his eyes that revealed endless killing intent, everything else was barely recognizable.
Jiang Han couldn't help but shake his head, a hint of disappointment in his expression. "You've let me down; I thought you had more skills hidden away!"
"Jiang Han!" the man roared in anger, attempting to retaliate, but excruciating pain surged through him, causing his complexion to turn ashen.
Although their confrontation lasted only a brief moment, it felt like a flash of lightning; the injuries he sustained were far from ordinary. Not only were there external wounds, but the terrifying golden flames had also harmed his Primordial Spirit. If he hadn't decisively retreated millions of miles away, his entire Primordial Spirit would have likely been scorched to nothing.
Injuries to the Primordial Spirit cannot be healed through self-recovery; they are far more troublesome than regular internal or external injuries and require immense resources to procure elixirs and Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures for any chance of recovery.
"I, Xiahou Chun, vow here today that if I do not die, I will surely attack Kunlun Mountain in the future and annihilate you Manichaeism scoundrels!" The man poured all the healing elixirs he carried into his mouth, managing to stabilize his injuries for the time being and prevent further deterioration.
"Xiahou Chun?"
This name passed through Jiang Han's mind, and he clearly had no prior impression of it. However, the surname Xiahou was somewhat sensitive in the Jianghu, as the Xiahou family was one of the Ancient Nine Great Families. Of course, this Xiahou family could not be compared to prominent martial arts families like the Xiao family from Jiangnan or the Huangfu family.
In Jiang Han's memory, the presence of this Xiahou family was rather average; their strength was not particularly impressive. Among the Nine Great Families, they were not at the bottom but barely in the middle tier. Such a force relied on their long-standing heritage and reputation to intimidate loose cultivators in the Jianghu. In reality, very few people of status took the Xiahou family seriously.
According to speculation in the Jianghu, the Xiahou family might have one or two Youngshen Realm experts stationed there, but it was impossible for them to have any True Martial Realm powerhouses. In the past, Jiang Han might have been cautious about them, but now that he had advanced to half-step Youngshen Realm and his strength had surged, he felt confident in dealing with ordinary Youngshen Realm experts.
In other words, with his greatly increased power, Jiang Han had become somewhat arrogant! Even though the Nine Great Families often proclaimed that they were "one body, sharing the same roots," very few people actually took it seriously. The conflicts among the Nine Great Families were numerous, and none of them had clean hands; their so-called unity was merely a joke!
If Jiang Han intended to eliminate the Xiahou family, perhaps the other eight families would intervene to stop him. However, if he only aimed to kill a few individuals—
The other eight great families are not the Xiahou's babysitters! Excluding this factor, Jiang Han doesn't care at all. It's just the Xiahou; they even provoked Cangjian Mountain Villa, so why should he care about them?
When there are too many lice, you don't feel itchy; when there are too many debts, you don't worry! Seeing Xiahou Chun's furious expression, Jiang Han suddenly smiled. Instead of retreating, he advanced. As golden flames shot from his eyes, his left hand reached out to grasp the void, as if isolating that space from the world.
The strength of a Fusion Realm expert is related to the amount and strength of the heavenly and earthly power they can harness. With this move, Jiang Han severed Xiahou Chun's source of heavenly and earthly power, leaving him like a rootless floating weed.
At the same time, Jiang Han's figure flashed as he soared forward. He raised his right hand and pointed directly at Xiahou Chun!
"Uh..." Xiahou Chun's forehead was pierced, and he fell straight back, unable to even utter a threatening word.
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