Chu Jun was forced to clash with Han Xun. How could a full-force attack at the late Gold Core stage be comfortable? Immediately, his qi and blood surged, and his internal organs almost shifted. Fortunately, his physique was different from that of an ordinary person. Otherwise, he would only have half his life left if he didn't die.

After Chu Jun coughed out a mouthful of blood, his suffocating chest felt a little more comfortable. He realized that he was falling down. The surroundings were dark and the wind whistled in his ears. He hurriedly activated the Cold Moon Divine Power and the Blazing Sun Divine Power, and he quickly fell several hundred meters before finally stopping.

Chu Jun calmed down. His divine sense probed downwards, but he was unable to probe to the end. He did not know how deep it was below. The black depth was horrifying. Just as Chu Jun was about to fly upwards, two strong winds rushed towards him, and two rays of light, one gold and one silver, rapidly enlarged in front of his eyes. Chu Jun couldn't help but be shocked. He dodged and the Golden and Silver Skeleton flew past him with a sharp howl, falling into the abyss that couldn't be lowered.

"Damn it!" Chu Jun's heart ached to the point of dripping blood. If he fell down like this, no matter how strong the bones of the Gold and Silver Skull were, they would probably fall to pieces.

Right at this moment, a divine sense swept down from above and quickly locked onto Chu Jun. Han Xun's cold voice rang out, "Brat, you really aren't dead!"

"Of course your grandfather isn't dead. If you have the guts, come down and fight!" Chu Jun raised his head and shouted loudly, then fled towards the deep pit. Han Xun sneered and chased after him, "Why not?"

"Haha, grandson is so obedient. Come chase after grandfather!" Chu Jun replied mockingly. Han Xun laughed furiously, "Little brat, I'll definitely cut off your tongue and shatter your teeth when I catch you!"

Chu Jun sneered, "Who can cut who? But don't worry, I can't cut my tongue, nor can I break my teeth. At most, I can cut birds and eggs!"

"This disciple is so arrogant. Do you dare to openly fight against Poverty Dao?" Han Xun sped down.

Chu Jun was secretly delighted, because as the depth of the descent increased, the faster the loss of spiritual energy would be, while the Moon Coldest Divine Force and the Blazing Sun Divine Force would not be affected in the slightest. Thus, he simply allowed his body to fall freely and shouted, "Grandson, chase after Grandfather. Grandfather will openly teach you a few moves!"

Han Xun was so furious that he chased after him fiercely. He realized that the spiritual energy in his body was being drained more and more. He couldn't help but beat his heart out. If this continued, his spiritual energy would be completely drained. At that time, he would lose the ability to fly. Wouldn't he fall to his death? After all, that brat was not far from here. If he gave up, the credit he had won would be gone.

Han Xun gritted his teeth and activated his Spiritual Energy to continue chasing after him!

At this moment, nearly two-thirds of Chu Jun's lightning spiritual energy had already been lost from his dantian. He knew that he couldn't go any further, because if the lightning spiritual energy was severely depleted, it would cause the Golden Core to break apart and fall. In the future, if he wanted to form another Core, it would be difficult for him to reach the heavens. Chu Jun used his divine power to stabilize his body, preparing to kill him with a return spear.

Han Xun's divine sense had been locked onto Chu Jun the entire time, and he discovered that his speed of descent had decreased rapidly. In the end, he had even stopped his body. He couldn't help but be overjoyed. This brat finally couldn't hold on any longer, and his spiritual energy should be almost exhausted. Han Xun pounced down like an eagle fighting a rabbit and shouted coldly, "Boy, can I borrow your head?"

A cold smile appeared on Chu Jun's face as he stabbed out his sword that had been accumulating momentum for a long time. The incomparably tyrannical sword intent rushed forward like ten thousand horses, causing thunder to suddenly rise. Han Xun had already used up nearly half of his Spiritual Energy. Originally, Chu Jun was already at the end of his rope. It would be good if he could maintain his flying state. He didn't expect that the other party would be able to stab out such a domineering sword. The sword momentum carried an indomitable look of contempt, as if it was going to cut him in half.

Han Xun couldn't help but wonder why Chu Jun could still thrust out this sword. He suddenly clasped his palms together and a golden magic shield suddenly formed.

Bang! The lightning dragon sword slashed against the light shield, but its incomparably domineering sword intent pierced through the shield, causing Han Xun's protective aura to ripple. Chu Jun activated his divine power at the soles of his feet, quickly raising his altitude, crossing Han Xun's path, and immediately reversing his path. Han Xun cried out in shock and anger, "How is that possible? You actually have spiritual power?"

Chu Jun punched out with his left hand, and three dazzling stacks of explosive guns appeared!

This trump card consisted of three types of strength. It was not inferior to the attack of a mid-Aurous Core cultivator. Han Xun had used up more than half of his Spiritual Energy now. As the time passed, Han Xun's Magic Shield instantly shattered and his body plummeted tens of meters before stopping. He shouted in disbelief, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! What kind of strength is this?"

Chu Jun sneered. He raised his hand and slashed down with a sword. Han Xun miscalculated, miscalculated step by step, and instantly fell into a passive state of being beaten. Chu Jun happily slashed down and forced Han Xun to fall down. "Didn't you just pull it off? Borrow your head! I'll lend you my lord!" He said mockingly.

The tip of the sword stabbed towards Han Xun, blooming like plum blossoms. The Six Plum Blossom Sword Technique was learned from Fan Jian, and was most suitable for oppressive attacks.

Han Xun noticed that the Spiritual Energy in his body was rapidly draining away. However, Chu Jun's offensive did not weaken at all. It was as if he was not affected at all. He could not help but be shocked and angry. He knew that if this continued, he would undoubtedly die. Thus, he abruptly bit down and shouted, "Shattered Soul Claw!"

A huge golden claw grabbed towards the tip of the sword that filled the sky. Chu Jun knew how powerful this move was. At the same time, he also understood that if Han Xun was given a chance to catch his breath, it would be difficult to suppress him again. Therefore, he shouted loudly and used all of his divine power to blow out a three-stack explosive spear.

Boom!

The golden claw was pierced through by three stacks of explosive guns, and then a violent explosion occurred. The air wave caused Chu Jun to bullet several dozen meters high. His injured internal organs were once again injured, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out. In order to get out of this predicament, Han Xun had already used all of his strength in this move. He didn't expect Chu Jun to be even more vicious than him. Even if he was seriously injured, he would still have to face him head-on. Under both of his injuries, Han Xun's cannonballs plummeted downwards, and his originally small amount of spiritual energy was even more frantically lost. Han Xun tried his best to stabilize his body, but just as his speed slowed down, a figure had already crashed down at top speed.

Chu Jun held the lightning dragon sword in his hand and allowed his body to speed up. When Han Xun saw Chu Jun's crazy gaze, the lightning dragon sword had already stabbed down vertically. For the first time, Han Xun felt so close to death that he tried his best to use the remaining Spiritual Energy to move his body. The Thunder Dragon Sword brushed past Han Xun's ribs, but before Han Xun could rejoice, Chu Jun's shoulder hit his chest. Bang! The sternum cracked slightly. Han Xun's throat sweetened and he coughed out a mouthful of blood. His stabilized body accelerated and fell down again.

Chu Jun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly, "So what if you're at the late Gold Core stage? You can still vomit blood!" With that, he accelerated again.

"Die!" Chu Jun shouted as the Thunder Dragon Sword aimed at Han Xun's heart.

A sinister smile appeared on Han Xun's face as he wiped his palm on his storage belt. His body was quickly covered with a layer of white armor, which seemed to have grown from his flesh. Chu Jun was secretly shocked, but the Thunder Dragon Sword still stabbed into Han Xun's chest.

Dang! The fourth-grade high-grade sword, the Thunder Dragon Sword, was actually unable to pierce through the armor, not even leaving a single trace behind.

"Fifth grade?" Chu Jun couldn't help but blurt out. Han Xun, who was in a hurry to fall, laughed smugly, "Brat, it's not that easy to kill Poverty Dao!"

Chu Jun's gaze turned fierce. The lightning dragon sword slashed down on Han Xun's body like a raindrop, emitting a dingling sound.

"Haha, brat, if you have the strength, you can chop it down. I won't accompany you anymore!" Han Xun paused and flew upwards, completely ignoring Chu Jun's attack. The defensive power of the armor was truly abnormal.

Han Xun's Spiritual Energy was about to be released, and he had to return to the ground before he ran out of Spiritual Energy, so he was unable to retaliate against Chu Jun. Actually, Chu Jun wasn't much stronger. First, he flew a few thousand kilometers and then used three explosive spears. There wasn't much left of the Moon Frost Divine Power and the Sun Fire Divine Power. His only advantage was that he didn't have to worry about the passive loss of the Moon Frost Divine Power and the Sun Fire Divine Power.

Chu Jun chased after Han Xun and frantically chopped down for a while. He realized that he couldn't do anything to him at all. Instead, he had wasted his strength in vain. Han Xun laughed proudly, "Kid, keep chopping. You won't have a chance when you get up there!"

Chu Jun accelerated to fly above Han Xun and said indifferently, "I'm sorry, you won't have the chance to return to the top!"

"What can you do to me?" Han Xun laughed coldly and was about to pass Chu Jun with a single mistake.

At this moment, the space above his head suddenly ripped open a crack. Han Xun's heart trembled. It was already too late to retract his momentum, and he was quickly swallowed by the spatial crack.

The scene in front of Han Xun changed. He actually entered an unknown space. Chu Jun was standing in the air opposite him. His gaze was cold as he looked at himself. On the ground below, there were quite a few Half Spirit Race men and women looking up.

Han Xun's expression changed drastically as he said in a trembling voice, "So it's like this, so it's like this!" Then, he stared at Chu Jun as if he had seen a ghost.

"Small world, it's a small world. You actually have a small world!" Han Xun's face was deathly gray. An early Gold Core warrior actually possessed a small world, making it impossible for others to live.

Chu Jun had never used the small world to deal with Han Xun because he was worried that it would harm the Half Spirit Race in the small world. Furthermore, the other party was a late Gold Core cultivator, and it was not something Chu Jun could accept as he wished. Perhaps he could close the door and beat the dog, but instead, he would attract a wolf into his house.

"Don't be surprised. I didn't cultivate this small world myself. I just luckily picked one up!" Chu Jun said indifferently.

Han Xun's heart skipped a beat as a wisp of greed flashed in his eyes. He suddenly took out a bottle of Spirit Returning Pills and stuffed it into his mouth. As soon as Chu Jun reached out his hand, the Spirit Returning Liquid in Han Xun's hand immediately flew out of his hand and into Chu Jun's hand.

Han Xun was instantly dumbfounded as he said, "You … how did you do it?"

"This is my small world. In this place, I am God and Hegemon. Unless your cultivation is much stronger than mine!" Chu Jun extended his right hand and thunder clouds immediately rolled in the sky. A Divine Lightning Sword formed beneath the thunder clouds. That scene was exactly the same as the Nine Firmaments Divine Lightning Sword of Old Chu. Although its might could not be compared to that of the Nine Firmaments Divine Lightning Sword, it was evidently as easy to destroy a Golden Core at the end of its crossbow.

Han Xun's face was deathly pale. He suddenly screamed in despair and pounced towards the Half Spirit Race on the ground. With a wave of Chu Jun's sword finger, the Nine Firmament Divine Lightning Sword slashed down!