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Had they been separated by a thousand li, the red-robed youth might have had a chance to react when Wu Yuan unleashed his attack. As a ninth-stage Void Refiner cultivator, he could have mustered some sort of defense.
But a mere three hundred li? It was far too close.
With the assistance of his lifebound Teng Snake and mastery of the Law of Space, Wu Yuan’s burst speed was truly terrifying to behold.
But the most critical factor was: the red-robed youth never imagined that a ninth-stage Shambhala phase cultivator could threaten his life. The gap between them spanned an entire cultivation phase, after all. How many powerhouses had the red-robed youth slain?
By all logic, even the top peerless genius of the Greenridge Immortal World shouldn't have been capable of such a feat.
As for artifacts capable of instantly killing a ninth-stage Void Refiner? Those would cost at least a hundred divine crystals, more valuable than the entire fortune of some Earth Immortals.
"Retreat!" The red-robed youth's face contorted in terror, veins bulging at his temples as he desperately attempted to flee, his speed rapidly slowing.
Simultaneously, fiery rainbow light enveloped his body as spirion chains lashed out towards Wu Yuan.
"Get lost," growled the silver-armored giant, his fury palpable. His hand swelled...
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