The Qi of Origin

Under constant barrage from Zhang Ruochen and the monster ape, Master Shenhai's injury began to worsen. His reaction time was gradually getting slower.

"I won't be able to take it for long if the attack continues. I can't believe that somebody like Zhang Ruochen is so difficult to deal with. It's no surprise that Master Qingmu and Master Zuxin have fallen under his hand."

With a stern look, Master Shenhai thought quickly and came up with a plan. While resisting the attacks of the monster ape and the thunderbolts, he rushed toward Zhang Ruochen.

If he could kill just Zhang Ruochen, the crisis would be resolved.

When only three steps were left between them, Zhang Ruochen still remained seated with his legs crossed, apparently without any intention of standing up.

"Go to hell."

Master Shenhai whirled his Half-Saint Staff, mustered all his strength, and drove it down toowards Zhang Ruochen's head.

This was the much-awaited opportunity.