"No!" Su Zhan exclaimed, but it was already too late.
The force of the punch struck the Sub-Saint Beast, but the beast remained unmoved. Su Yang was instead knocked backward by a powerful force.
The immense power surged through Su Yang's vital organs, causing him to vomit several mouthfuls of blood in midair; the damage was severe.
"Is this the strength of a Sub-Saint?" Su Yang was astonished. His power was already close to that of a Sub-Saint, so why was the gap still so vast?
Seeing the Sub-Saint Beast charging forward, the four Beigong War Gods quickly arrived.
The four had no time for anything else and each took out a Divine Artifact, finally blocking the Sub-Saint Beast.
"What's going on?" Su Yang got up, puzzled. "How did you encounter a Sub-Saint Beast?"
