"Pfft..."
Chen Nan felt as if his heart was about to shatter, his body violently retreating backward.
However, at that moment, Zhao Han reappeared behind him, his fist heavily smashing into Chen Nan's back. His intention was clear: to suppress Chen Nan with the force of Taoist Skill and then use his Punching Power to literally smash him to death.
When the punch hit him again, Chen Nan felt as if all his internal organs were nearly crushed.
The agony that tore at his heart and lungs permeated every inch of his flesh. The power of the Void Split Taoist Skill kept intensifying, and with Zhao Han's consecutive strikes, if it weren't for Chen Nan's Martial Body being as solid as bedrock, he would have already been shattered to pieces.
Seeing Zhao Han appear once more in front of him, his fist hurtling towards his chest, Chen Nan closed his eyes.
It wasn't in resignation to death, but rather he entered a state of spiritual emptiness.
