Qin Yu's body flew back a few hundred meters. After sliding for quite some time, he was finally able to stabilize himself.
He suddenly got up from the ground, his expression was one of displeasure.
"As expected, these eighteen immortals are even more terrifying than I imagined," Qin Yu said in a deep voice.
He lowered his head to look at his own hands, only to see that they were covered in scars. Even if he were to use the Ten Thousand Spell Breaking Punch, he wouldn't be able to resist it.
"After the eighteen immortals merged, they are even more impossible to deal with," thought Qin Yu as he took a deep breath.
Before the merge, their weakness was their physical bodies. However, after the merge, it seemed that there were no flaws left in their defense.
Clearly, this was some very bad news for Qin Yu.
What worried him the most was that the eighteen immortals were relying on this body to unleash the Rashomon.
