Lu Daochang pulled his hand out of Qiu Huang's chest and then kicked him away, worsening the injury.
Withered Soul rushed to the side upon seeing this scene, watching Lu Daochang warily, his heart filled with fear.
He had never expected his mortal enemy Qiu Huang to be mortally wounded by Lu Daochang in such a mocking manner. Qiu Huang, who was just now brimming with spirit, was severely injured and on the brink of death; even an Eight-level Martial Artist might easily take his life.
Jiang Meier was utterly terrified and hurriedly distanced herself by flying to the side.
The cultivation between Qiu Huang and Lu Daochang was nearly equal, but now the First Hall Master was gravely injured, and Withered Soul was almost half-destroyed; there was hardly anyone here who could contend with Lu Daochang.
"Sect Leader, you finally arrived!" Chu Nan's expression was full of joy as he immediately restored his appearance and approached Lu Daochang.
