"How is this possible? No, it's impossible, definitely impossible. My Thousand-hands Buddha Seal wasn't even able to deal with a boy in the mid-Profound World Realm?" Man Tiancheng muttered to himself.
He looked at Ye Mo, who just stood there, upright in the same place, body uninjured. He became furious as he recalled Ye Mo's provocation.
This was humiliation, an utter humiliation. It was absolutely unacceptable to think that he, an expert from the Zone of Lingwu with four Profound Marks, whose strength was right below the Cosmos Realm, was unable to harm Ye Mo with the strongest technique he knew. This was difficult to accept.
It was like an elephant had trampled on an ant without anything in its way, but the ant was completely unharmed.
"I'm going to kill you!"
