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Jian Shen, injured, could only fight while retreating. Although his swordsmanship was remarkable, and every strike left scars on the Devil Incarnate's body, it was futile as the Devil Incarnate completely ignored his wounds.

"What's wrong, can't defeat me?" the Devil Incarnate sneered, landing another solid hit on Jian Shen, making him feel like his body was about to fall apart.

Jian Shen didn't give up and continued to entangle with the Devil Incarnate, stubbornly hanging on, but he was beaten back step by step, looking like he might give in at any moment.

Seeing a chance for victory, the Devil Incarnate continued his fierce onslaught, sending another palm strike that sent Jian Shen flying far away.

Jian Shen crashed into a wall and spat out another mouthful of blood, but he didn't collapse. Instead, he mustered his spirit, and when he saw the Devil Incarnate approaching, he quickly cleaved a nearby window open with his sword, letting sunlight pour in.