Chu Li raised his head and looked at Prince An.
Prince An's eyes were bloodshot and his gaze was cold. His face became bony and he did not look like a human. He looked more like a skeleton.
He stared at Chu Li without a trace of emotion. There was only murderous intent. He punched again.
Chu Li sighed and felt helpless. He really did not want to use the Heavenly Demonic Power!
The water ball hovering above his precordium fell and entered his heart.
His heartbeat became slow and heavy. The blood in his body seemed to have turned into a raging river. He could faintly hear the sound of rushing and whistling. Endless power filled every inch of his body.
Chu Li reached out and easily grabbed his fist.
"Bang!" Chu Li's body broke through the wall and entered the house.
He held onto Prince An's fist and did not let go. He pulled forward.
Prince An's huge body crashed into the hole with a "bang" and widened the hole.
Chu Li pulled Prince An and leaped out again. His body was so fast that his shadow could not be seen.
Prince An's struggle was futile. In front of Chu Li, he was like a child facing a strong adult. His wrists felt like they were bound by an iron hoop. He could not break free no matter what.
He was dragged out again. The hole widened again and the wall almost collapsed.
Chu Li suddenly flung Prince An. "Bang", he crashed into the courtyard wall.
He took a step forward and his fist collided with Prince An's face.
Prince An tumbled and flew into the night sky.
Chu Li leaped up and punched his face again. Prince An's falling body rose again.
Chu Li waited for him to fall and punched again.
Three punches. Prince An rose and fell three times. He finally reacted. His body stopped in the air and slid a little. He barely avoided Chu Li's fist. His right fingernail slashed at Chu Li's pulse.
His fingernail grew longer. It was almost the length of a finger. It glowed coldly.
Chu Li countered with his fist.
"Bang!" A muffled sound was heard. Prince An's arm was sent flying and his body spun.
Chu Li punched his face again.
Prince An tumbled and flew out again, landing outside the wall.
Chu Li's speed was so fast that his shadow could not be seen. At first glance, it seemed like Prince An was moving on his own.
Chu Li did not chase after Prince An as he disappeared.
A water ball quickly appeared above his heart, and the feeling of boundless strength disappeared in an instant. A strong sense of hunger came from his body, and he felt like he could swallow an entire cow.
He let out a long sigh of relief and looked down at his white robe. It was still spotless, as if he wasn't the one who had been smashed into the wall.
The power of the Heavenly Demonic Power was indeed amazing. However, the water ball had entered the heart and used his physical strength. It was truly amazing that his body could reach such a level. He realized that even with the Omniscient Mirror, he could not completely discover the mysteries of the human body.
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King An sat motionless in the Nine Dragons' Tripod Cauldron.
His body returned to its original size, and his face was still handsome without any signs of being beaten. However, his heart was surging with anger and killing intent.
Originally, he thought that after cultivating the Asura Power Technique, even if he had to endure inhumane pain, as long as he could kill Chu Li and get rid of his inner demons, it would be worth it.
He never thought that even after cultivating the Asura Power Technique, he still could not defeat Chu Li!
Chu Li had also cultivated a Mystical Skill similar to the Asura Power Technique, possessing inhuman strength and speed.
What kind of Mystical Skill did he cultivate?
At this moment, other than endless killing intent and endless anger, the strongest question in his heart was this. He really wanted to know what kind of Mystical Skill Chu Li cultivated to be able to defeat him with the Body of Asura!
He cultivated the Asura Power Technique and transformed into the Body of Asura. At first, he thought that other than the Enlightened Masters, no one in the Grandmaster's Boundary could defeat him. He thought that he would first kill Chu Li, then take care of Lu Yurong. From then on, he would rule the world, and the throne would not be far away.
He never thought that he could not even take the first step. Chu Li was stronger than him!
It was all that bastard's fault for stealing the Heart of Asura. Otherwise, with the Heart of Asura and the Body of Asura, he would definitely be able to kill Chu Li!
Endless anger and killing intent surged in his body, becoming more and more intense, turning into boiling killing intent. He wanted to rush out of the Nine Dragon's Tripod Cauldron and start a massacre.
"Amitabha Buddha …" A Buddhist chant rang in his ears.
As the Buddhist chant entered his ears, his heart suddenly calmed down. The boiling killing intent stopped for a moment, then immediately surged again.
"Amitabha Buddha …" Another Buddhist chant rang.
His heart calmed down again. The boiling killing intent calmed down a little, as if a bowl of cold water was added to boiling water.
"As I have heard, there was a time when the Buddha was in the Kingdom of Shewei …" The peaceful chanting of scriptures slowly rang. As the scriptures circulated in his ears, the killing intent slowly subsided and gradually returned to peace.
"Thank you, Revered Sir!" Prince An sat in the Nine Dragon's Tripod Cauldron and bowed with pressed palms.
Outside the Nine Dragon's Tripod Cauldron, Xu Ning bowed with pressed palms in return and calmly advised, "Your Highness, please calm down."
"Yes, I have lost my composure." Prince An nodded and said, "I fought with Chu Li just now and lost to him again. My heart is filled with hatred … That was close!"
He knew that if Xu Ning did not suppress his killing intent with the scriptures, he would have rushed out of the Nine Dragon's Tripod Cauldron and started a massacre.
If no one stopped him, he would have killed everyone in the Imperial Residence, including the two Princesses and his two daughters.
The backlash of the Asura Power Technique was so strong that it was beyond his expectations.
Xu Ning said, "Your Highness, there is no hurry to take revenge. Don't let hatred blind your wise eyes. Don't you feel that ever since you met Almsgiver Chu, Your Highness's heart has not been able to calm down? Your heart has been covered in dust and your original wisdom has been thrown away?"
Prince An frowned and thought for a while. He slowly said, "Revered Sir, I am also puzzled. Why is that?"
"If the heart is not calm, the mind will not be clear and wisdom will not appear," Xu Ning said gently, "Your Highness's heart has been lost. Naturally, you have no wisdom."
"Wisdom …" Prince An came out of the Nine Dragon's Tripod Cauldron and landed in front of Xu Ning. He sat on the cattail hassock and said, "I don't want wisdom now. I only want martial arts and kill Chu Li!"
"Sigh …" Xu Ning bowed with pressed palms in front of him and said no more.
He was obsessed and could not understand. Even if he was eloquent, it would be of no use. He could only watch as he continued to be obsessed.
"Revered Sir, what martial arts does Chu Li cultivate?" Prince An said in a low voice, "Why is it so powerful? … To be able to be mentioned in the same breath as the Asura Power Technique, it must be an antique martial art. I have never heard of it."
Xu Ning said, "Almsgiver Chu was born with wisdom and profound dharmic base. I heard that he is a person with innate wisdom. I believe he cultivates Buddhist martial arts."
"What a pity!" Prince An shook his head.
Since it was Buddhist martial arts, it was hopeless for him.
He had never been fated with dharmic base and could not get into the Buddhist scriptures. Ever since he started cultivating this Asura Power Technique, he advanced extremely quickly. If he continued to cultivate like this, he might even reach Enlightened Mastery's Boundary.
"Revered Sir, I want to cultivate in isolation!" Prince An said in a low voice, "After cultivating for a while, I believe I can defeat Chu Li. Revered Sir, please protect me!"
He had confidence in the Asura Power Technique again. After all, he had only cultivated for a short ten days while Chu Li might have cultivated for two to three years. How could he compare? With his current advancement, it would not be long before he would surpass Chu Li.
It would not be too late to kill him then!
"Alright." Xu Ning bowed with pressed palms.
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