"Snap—" A light sound, and the black ghost mask that had been on Gui Futu's face fell off, revealing a half-decayed head that looked like that of a malevolent ghost.
"How could this..." He struggled desperately, and only after a long while did he manage to push these few words through the gaps between his teeth, his blood-red eyes wide open in disbelief, staring at Chu Ge.
This young man, he's merely Postnatal, just Postnatal!
"You look very surprised." Chu Ge looked at Gui Futu and suddenly said, "Did you think that as long as I haven't reached the Innate Realm, I would absolutely not be your match?"
Since he was wearing a white mask on his face at this moment, his expression could not be discerned.
Gui Futu seemed to want to say something more, but Chu Ge was no longer prepared to give him that opportunity.
A mighty True Qi burst forth from the palm of his hand, followed by a crisp sound from Gui Futu's neck. Then, his head hung limply and drooped down.
"Ah—"