"Boom!"
The blood mist exploded once more.
Another member of the Devil Clan fell, leaving only five in the skies.
However, upon hearing the news, the eyes of these five Devil Clan members lit up in unison. A hundred years of life as the price? Didn't this mean that Chen Qiu was already at the end of his tether, resorting to such measures? He must be on the verge of collapse!
Soon—
Reinforcements for the Devil Clan arrived once again, this time a full sixteen!
"Charge!"
With more numbers came greater confidence. A total of twenty-one Devil Clan members exchanged glances, their vicious smiles returning as they charged towards the exhausted Chen Qiu once more!
...
"This punch, I pay with a hundred years of my life!"
"Boom!"
"This punch, three hundred years of my life!"
"Boom!"
"This punch, five hundred years of my life!"
"Boom!"
...
A hundred breaths later.
