The Lizard Man flew backwards for dozens of miles, his originally mocking face replaced with thick horror!
Looking down, he saw his chest's scales caved in, with countless broken ribs protruding outside his body.
But clearly, he felt no pain, and when he looked up, murderous intent surged, "No wonder! You hid your cultivation just to ambush me?"
In his view, the damage was caused by a single punch, and anyone who could punch him to such extent must have been concealing their true cultivation level.
Li Cheng stood still, sizing up the Lizard Man. His transformation from a living being to a Dead Spirit hadn't made him stronger; in fact, it seemed to have weakened him, which shouldn't be the case for someone with the initial stage of Profound Immortal cultivation.
This punch, carrying only a modest amount of Fist Path Rules, logically shouldn't have injured him so grievously.
