A disheveled figure arrived at a mountain peak. Then, he instantly placed down several heavy layers of restrictions, hoping they would conceal his presence.
That person finally could not hold on any longer and fell onto the ground while coughing up mouthfuls of blood. His aura was incredibly weak.
It was none other than Shi Tianxuan.
Right now, he was covered in dust, mud, and his own blood. It was the most messed up he had ever been, with his Immortal body critically injured and most of the Daoist patterns engraved on it were shattered. His hair had come undone, adding more to his disheveled look, not to mention his severely weakened aura.
"Chu Kuangren…"
"Damn it. Even with the Godkiller Spear, am I still not a match for him?"
"He hasn't even pulled out the Black Annihilation Lotus yet!"
