With one palm, the immortal cave was bathed in seven-colored divine radiance. Long Chen laughed maniacally, reveling in the violent and wild nature of his attack.16

Unlike the silent lethality of the violet blood, the power of the seven-color Supreme Blood erupted in a domineering and destructive manner, which Long Chen thoroughly enjoyed.3

Suddenly, Long Chen glanced at his hand, now a bloody pulp. The meridians in his forearm were cracked, a clear indication that he hadn’t reached a perfect level of control over this technique yet. The backlash had injured him.0

If his control had been better, he could have directed the backlash outward, amplifying the attack’s power. Overall, there was still considerable room for improvement in it.1

“Hehe, that was satisfying!” Long Chen chuckled. Although...5