Boom!
When Xu Wendong's furious strike landed on Wu Xianzong's head, a muffled explosion erupted in the heavens and earth.
Wu Xianzong's body was sent flying, blood pouring from his orifices, a horrific sight.
But Wu Xianzong, after all, was the Emperor of the Daqian Kingdom.
Not only did he possess the strength of a Ninth-Level Scatter Immortal, but he had also been nurtured by the Power of the Nation's Fate since childhood. Even though someone had taken over his body, his power was not weak.
Xu Wendong's punch just now was terrifyingly powerful.
But it was not enough to shatter Wu Xianzong's skull.
Wu Xianzong, panting heavily, floated in the air with a bitter smile on his face: "You were right."
"I underestimated the Mandate of Heaven Individuals."
"I underestimated your intelligence."
"And your power!"
"But my strength is not as weak as you imagine."
