บท 387: Isolated Cultivation

Chu Li raised his head to look at King An.

King An's eyes were bloodshot, his gaze icy cold. His face was gaunt and bony, and he looked more similar to a skeleton than an actual human being.

He glared at Chu Li without a shred of emotion except killing intent and struck his fist again.

Chu Li heaved a sigh, feeling like he had run out of options. He really did not want to display the Heavenly Demon Power!

The ball of water hanging over his precordium descended, entering his heart.

His heartbeat suddenly turned slow and heavy, the blood in his body as if becoming a large turbulent river. He could faintly hear a sloshing and whistling sound, and endless power starting permeating into every inch of his body.

Chu Li raised his hand and easily grabbed King An's fist.

"Bang!" Chu Li's body broke through the wall and landed in the courtyard.

He held on tightly to King An's fist and viciously pulled forward.