This punch landed heavily on Chu Nan's back, causing him to stagger and rush far away.
His internal organs continued to vibrate, and his back felt the burning pain of flames.
"As expected of a Nine-Heavens Cultivator, his mastery over the Ancestral Bloodline is indeed refined!"
Chu Nan immediately controlled his body and turned to look at Mo Yi with some surprise.
Mo Yi's manipulation of the Ancestral Bloodline was exceedingly skillful and bewildering; the speed of his explosion just now had caught Chu Nan off guard.
Indeed, a formidable figure studying the Ancestral Bloodline in the Ancestor Sect for countless ages.
Mo Yi, however, expressed some disappointment, saying: "Although you possess several types of Ancestral Bloodline, your methods are too crude. Against someone like me, you can't even withstand three moves; this battle should end here."
After speaking, Mo Yi stopped and stood with his hands behind his back, as if intending to leave.
"Wait!"
