Chapter 279 Book 6 Victor
The monk, a shadow of his former impassive self, now radiated a subtle frustration. He knew Li An was at her absolute limit, yet she refused to fall. He raised his palms, concentrating his remaining Chi into a final, devastating strike. The twilight Chi gathered, denser than before, pulsating with raw power. This would be the end.
Kui, his right arm still numb, but his left hand clutching a jagged piece of rubble like a makeshift club, limped and floated towards her, his face a mask of furious greed. "Give me the pouch! Or I'll crush you!"
Jian, still recovering from the crystalline projectile, groaned faintly in the distance, slowly pushing himself up from the debris of the island, a testament to the resilience of a Chi Condensation cultivator. He was weakened, but not out. Li An was truly surrounded, facing a relentless assault from the monk, a desperate Kui, and a soon-to-be re-engaged Jian.
