Zhu Yuheng truly lived up to his postnatal pinnacle strength, mastering Inner Qi to an extremely subtle level. Even in a state of exhausted Inner Qi and weary mind, within a short moment, a weak thread of golden attribute Inner Qi had already started flowing through his meridians. The icy cold energy throughout his body was gradually being expelled, with tiny specks of pure white ice crystals forming on Zhu Yuheng's surface. Just another moment more, and he would complete the Zhu Tian, fully restoring his ability to move.

Meanwhile, Zhu Bufan, due to the presence of Scattered Element Green Mist in his dantian, could never truly condense Cold Ice Inner Qi. Despite the harsh cold climate being extremely advantageous to him, taking full advantage of heaven's timing, it served him no purpose at all.

Zhu Yuheng frantically urged his cultivation technique, hoping to complete Zhu Tian as quickly as possible.

Simultaneously, Zhu Bufan, also driven by the threat of death, continually squeezed his potential, crawling forward on the ground!

Watching Zhu Bufan's cumbersome movements, Zhu Yuheng snorted coldly.

"Boy, you better hope you take your time, otherwise... hmph, regardless of what burdens you bear, secrets you hide, or trump cards you have, we'll just perish together!" Zhu Yuheng thought as such, then closed his eyes slightly, focusing on urging his Inner Qi cultivation method with all his might.

However, Zhu Bufan did not think this way. He was completely unaware of everything happening to his body, although he was puzzled by his own changes and vaguely guessed that Zhu Yuheng's aging might be related to him. Yet, to him, Zhu Yuheng was still the most dangerous presence; once he regained his mobility, he would certainly eliminate him.

"Seize the opportunity to kill him while he's weak!"

Zhu Bufan roared endlessly in his heart, urging his body to quickly recover. Due to his tenacious will, Zhu Bufan's legs moved mechanically, rubbing against the ground, slowly inching forward!

One inch… one foot… one meter…

Accumulating bit by bit, Zhu Bufan finally drew closer to Zhu Yuheng!

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Just as Zhu Bufan approached, Zhu Yuheng suddenly sensed it, immediately slowing the speed of his Inner Qi circulation, and opened his eyes!

"Boy, don't push me!" Zhu Yuheng roared!

"Push you? You've been pushing me all along!" Zhu Bufan replied hatefully, knowing that Zhu Yuheng was at a critical point, unable to move.

Zhu Bufan slowly opened his mouth, revealing two rows of gleaming white teeth!

These beautiful teeth, in Zhu Yuheng's eyes, seemed to emit a chilling gleam!

"You… what are you going to do…" A strong sense of crisis rose within Zhu Yuheng!

"Hmph, what am I going to do? You'll know soon!"

Saying this, Zhu Bufan slightly raised his head, resting it on Zhu Yuheng's thigh, then, in the face of Zhu Yuheng's horrified expression, coldly smiled and viciously bit down!

"Ah..."

Zhu Yuheng cried out in pain, feeling a piercing agony from his thigh. The pain was so intense he gasped, disturbing the flow of his Inner Qi. If it weren't for his extraordinary control, he might have been injured!

Despite the thick fabric, Zhu Bufan's teeth closed fiercely, almost tearing off an entire chunk of flesh. Even so, Zhu Bufan could distinctly feel the hot, bloody flow gushing into his mouth.

It was uncertain whether an artery was bitten, but hot blood poured quickly into his mouth. The grip was so tight that Zhu Bufan had no intention of letting go, causing several mouthfuls of blood to choke into his stomach.

The blood entering his stomach felt like consuming a potent tonic, only feeling a surge of heat traveling from his throat to his abdomen, then circulating through his entire body. The icy cold inside Zhu's body instantly diminished by several degrees, warming his limbs, slowly enabling movement.

Yet mentally, how could Zhu Bufan endure this? Despite his deep hatred for Zhu Yuheng, wanting to drink his blood and eat his flesh, this was merely talk. To actually do so, few could accomplish. Furthermore, Zhu Bufan was just a youth who hadn't undergone a coming-of-age ceremony.

Amidst the intense revulsion of the bloody taste, Zhu Bufan felt his stomach churning, the urge to vomit constantly challenging his tolerance limits.

Unbeknownst to himself, as he drained Zhu Yuheng's blood, several blue scales flashed quickly across the corner of his mouth.

"Delicious!"

Enduring the initial tide of discomfort, Zhu Bufan lifted his head, lightly licking the blood at the edge of his lips with his tongue, strangely finding the blood devoid of repulsive taste, instead like the most delicious beverage, irresistibly alluring!

Giving Zhu Yuheng almost no time for respite, Zhu Bufan immediately bit down fiercely again. This time, as his body was gradually recovering, the force he could exert was much greater, nearly tearing off an entire chunk of flesh.

"You... you... are not human... ah..."

Zhu Yuheng finally felt terrified. He didn't expect Zhu Bufan to treat him so ruthlessly. There was only a moment left before completing Zhu Tian, but going on like this, even if not pained to death, he would die from excessive bleeding.

Realizing this point, Zhu Yuheng roared fiercely, abruptly halting the rapidly running Inner Qi!

Forcefully stopping the Inner Qi circulation, Zhu Yuheng's entire body seemed struck by lightning, trembling nonstop, turning purplish-red all over, blood quickly seeping from his mouth and nose!

Forcefully ceasing cultivation is like a speeding car suddenly hitting the brakes; the massive impact faced by the car is unimaginable.

Likewise, Zhu Yuheng's body endured the harshest blow, particularly his meridians, which suddenly fractured inch by inch, leaving the dantian in a chaotic mess. If he wasn't a postnatal pinnacle master, whose body was refined by Inner Qi beyond common human capability, sustaining this kind of damage might have resulted in death.

"You forced me!" Zhu Yuheng lamented with a miserable laugh.

Given his current injuries, he was utterly ruined, his meridians severed throughout, and the dantian severely damaged, invalidating his qualification to be a martial artist. At this moment, any ordinary man, even a young child, could easily defeat him.

After shouting this, Zhu Yuheng's hand somehow held an object, which Zhu Bufan recognized as the Thunder Bomb previously used to disrupt his Inner Qi in the dantian!

Seeing the Thunder Bomb again, Zhu Bufan's heart jolted!

"Not good, seems I've really pushed these two old dogs to the brink, now ignoring their own welfare, wielding indiscriminate attacks!" Zhu Bufan thought to himself.

The Thunder Bomb was most infamous for containing two threads of Scattered Element Green Mist, yet given this situation, Zhu Yuheng's body was incapable of igniting it with Inner Qi. All he could do was channel his remaining Inner Qi into the Thunder Bomb.

Although the Thunder Bomb's reputation mostly came from the Scattered Green Smoke, its inherent explosive power was often overlooked.

Under such close proximity to Zhu Bufan, even if he were physically superior to masters of the same level, he could only end with obliteration.

Watching the golden threads of Inner Qi being injected into the Thunder Bomb, and seeing its black surface awaken a swiftly amplifying sense of annihilation, Zhu Bufan internally screamed 'No,' knowing he couldn't afford any slight pause. Under immense pressure, his previously immobile arm slammed the ground hard, propelling Zhu Bufan's upper body swiftly forward. Simultaneously, Zhu Bufan opened his mouth wide, aiming at Zhu Yuheng's throat, rapidly darting forward.

"Snap..."

After a crisp sound, droplets of blood splattered everywhere. Zhu Bufan, exhausted, immediately fell back down.

Zhu Yuheng also fell backward, the golden glow in his hand instantly fading, and the immense destructive aura emitted by the Thunder Bomb slowly subsided to calm then vanished after the cessation of golden Inner Qi infusion.

A nearly circular blood hole on Zhu Yuheng's neck was conspicuously visible, with fresh blood gushing rapidly out, absorbed by the snow around the four Zhus, staining the ice field red.

Zhu Yuheng's mouth continuously opened and closed, like a fish in a dried-up pond lacking water, his lips moving repeatedly, emitting woeful sounds but indistinct in meaning. His eyes scattered with unwillingness, reluctance, regret, resentment, and supplications for life...

Zhu Yuheng, postnatal pinnacle master, was bitten to death!

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