When the Barefoot Immortal saw this, he merely glanced at the shattered golden dragon shadow, his face quickly regaining calm, and once again conjured an even stronger golden dragon to charge at Red Clothes.
"No matter how many times you try, it's useless. My explosive power is a comprehension of spatial abilities. Even a peak attack cannot break it, and yet I can break anything."
Red Clothes laughed wildly, charging forward with the Daoist Soldier Armor once again, trying to ram into the golden dragon to destroy it.
The Barefoot Immortal maintained a serene expression, looking at the charging Daoist Soldier Armor, with a trace of a smile forming at the corner of his mouth.
"You've fallen into my trap!"
Just as both sides were about to collide again, the Barefoot Immortal's sudden words caused everyone to be somewhat disarmed.
It seemed clear that the Barefoot Immortal would lose, but even so, they didn't think he would risk making a meaningless joke.
