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What a joke.
He endured such a ferocious attack... Logically speaking, even a slightly lower-level god would likely bear some injuries.
If it were a minor deity like the God of the Earth, they would probably be in a near-death state.
But what about this Qiulong Temple's Fan Wu?
This fellow, apart from his torn upper garment, seemed to have no injuries whatsoever. It was as if the Witch Immortal's tempestuous attack was more like a soothing massage for Fan Wu.
Damn it!
Doesn't this make the Witch Immortal look utterly incompetent? A mere mortal withstanding his onslaught without a scratch? If word gets out... even beings of the same caliber as the Witch Immortal might mock him!
"Huff—"
Fan Wu had fallen from a height of over a hundred meters to the ground, landing with dignity and not too casually—just a normal landing on his feet.
Creating a large crater upon impact, Fan Wu walked out of it, step by step, exhaling a breath of foul air.
With a casual wave of his hand.
