"Puh!"
The blood mist exploded in the air.
Zhou Qing had no time to catch his breath before Liu Hanchuan's palm strike tore through space towards him.
The speed of the Supreme Realm surpassed understanding; although he twisted his body to the limit, his right side was still hit directly by the raging torrent of Spiritual Power—
"Crack!"
The brittle sound of fractured ribs mixed with the dull noise of tearing muscles.
His right shoulder and entire arm instantly turned into a bloody pulp, with white bone shards piercing through the remaining skin, lung fragments spewing out his mouth with fresh blood.
"Ugh—!"
The pain surged through his entire body like a mad tide, and Zhou Qing's vision was immediately dyed in blood.
His body flew horizontally like a snapped kite.
The shadow of death was close at hand!
However—
Just as his consciousness was about to collapse, deep within the Sea of Consciousness, the Four-Color Tao Flower suddenly spun wildly!
Buzz!
