"This is..."
Chen Chen's pupils constricted.
He wanted to find the central nervous system so that he could stimulate it and see if it could interfere with his muscle memory.
Unexpectedly, he made a big discovery.
"System, where is the fatal wound of this giant?"
"A hundred miles in front of the host."
That's right, the small wound less than three meters above the central nervous system was the fatal wound of this giant.
A three-meter wound..
If converted to the same ratio, it was equivalent to a wound that was thinner than a pore on his body.
But it was this wound that ended the life of an immortal emperor-level body cultivator.
... unbelievable.
Chen Chen exclaimed as he stretched out his hand. A powerful suction force jumped out from his hand. The black spear flew into his hand with a whoosh.
