It seems like you're injured?
"Heh, not bad.
Really not bad."
The Sect Hierarch of the 'Transmigration Cult' said these words in a very calm tone.
However, anyone could hear the anger in his words.
"Worthy of being the backup he left, you've already touched the edge of the 'acupoint'. Considering your age, you truly can be called 'prodigious'; even saying 'unprecedented' wouldn't be an exaggeration.
But, what a pity.
You are destined to die here.
Take another punch from me."
The Sect Hierarch of the 'Transmigration Cult' let out a cold laugh, then launched another punch.
This punch, it's different.
If the previous punch was mighty and overwhelming, like a deity throwing a mountain.
Then this punch truly felt like a deity had descended.
An extremely dazzling multicolored halo appeared behind the Sect Hierarch of the 'Transmigration Cult', supported by his two arms, forming a perfect circle, above his head, creating a special halo.
His feet slightly left the ground.
