But at this moment... doubts inevitably arose in his heart.

Why does Chu Qing seem to not have expended any energy at all?

Up to this point, Prince Mu was already sure that Chu Qing was using his full strength... but now he wasn’t so sure anymore.

Unless one’s Inner Power was deep, like an abyss or a sea, how could one be so calm and composed like him?

He wanted to say more, but Chu Qing didn’t give him the chance to speak.

His body moved like drifting smoke, his fist like thunder accompanied by frost.

Prince Mu suddenly sank down with a burst of Inner Strength, pushed with his foot and rose up.

The two figures immediately clashed again. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

But this time, the confrontation was no longer a stationary exchange; Prince Mu couldn’t withstand it and could only maneuver around.

The two figures flew back and forth, each move carrying immense power, fists landing on houses, causing them to crumble; hitting the ground, causing it to collapse.

From the ground to mid-air, Chu Qing’s feet tapped continuously, his palms striking relentlessly.

The sound of dragon roars mingled with booms, the continuous explosions echoed wherever they passed.

The onlookers, who initially saw Chu Qing and Prince Mu fighting further away, were ready to resume their fierce battle, when the two suddenly returned, causing people who were gathering together to quickly retreat and stand to the side watching obediently.

Chu Qing forced Prince Mu all the way to the wall of the Celestial Secret Tower.

Prince Mu borrowed strength from the wall, the two figures punched and palmed their way up the wall.

Gusts of wind either swept by or smashed pits into the Celestial Secret Tower.

As they escalated higher, Chu Qing suddenly shifted his momentum, striking with his palm like a knife, aiming straight for Prince Mu’s throat.

Prince Mu instinctively lowered his head, trying to catch Chu Qing’s palm knife with his chin, but Chu Qing’s palm momentum slanted, closing in and bending his elbow, smashing down on Prince Mu’s head.

With a crack, this blow forced Prince Mu to lower his head in mid-air, while Chu Qing used the momentum to soar upward.

As Prince Mu raised his head, he saw Chu Qing descending from the sky, circling with one hand and striking with the other.

Prince Mu roared in anger, wanting to counter with the Ten Directions Gale Fist, but the extensive expenditure since the beginning only affected him.

Chu Qing’s Mingyu Scripture worked from the outside to the inside, perfect for prolonged battles, where others’ Inner Strength decreases with each strike, his increased.

Actually, Prince Mu was not wrong; initially, his inner strength from the tomb exceeded Chu Qing’s.

But now, with one diminishing and the other still full, how could Prince Mu defend against this?

His arms were instantly flung aside by Chu Qing’s palm, then one palm after another followed!

The Proud Dragon Repents, Soaring Dragon in the Sky, Shocking Hundred Miles...

The sound of dragon roars rose energetically, one palm after another, landed mercilessly on Prince Mu’s chest and abdomen.

Even if his Protective Divine Skill was strong, it needed Inner Strength for support.

Now, his Inner Strength was far less than Chu Qing’s; in just three palms, his Protective Divine Skill completely shattered.

Yet Chu Qing was relentless... almost every move of the palm technique, except the defensive ones, was executed over and over again!

Forcing Prince Mu from over sixty feet high, falling to the dust!

Finally, both hands were placed on Prince Mu’s chest and abdomen, palm force continuously entering, dragon-shaped qi surged out from Prince Mu’s back.

The two figures fell to the ground like meteors, with a thunderous crash!

The overwhelming force swept across the area, causing everyone except Wen Fusheng, not a monk, and Sun Xiaoxiang to stagger back, the weaker martial artists were knocked to the ground, rolling over and over.

The centuries-old Celestial Secret Tower beside them swayed precariously...

It wasn’t until the dust settled that the crowd saw.

A huge pit, three feet deep, appeared in front of the Celestial Secret Tower.

Prince Mu lay within the pit, almost beaten flat into paper.

Chu Qing flew up, flipping and landing at the edge of the pit, moving his limbs slightly, stretching his arms:

"That feels good, where’s the next one?"