His jade crown had already shattered, and his jet-black hair freely scattered about, creating an image of disarray. His once magnificent robe had been blasted into tatters, hanging off his body in strips.
Seeing Jiang Chen's disheveled and dirt-streaked figure, his previous grace was nowhere to be seen, instead, he appeared desolate to the extreme.
However, it was strange that although Jiang Chen appeared in disarray, there were no signs of blood on his body, he didn't seem injured at all.
Hmm...
Indeed, Jiang Chen wasn't injured.
After all, he had several Innate Spiritual Treasures to protect him. He wouldn't be injured by a mere dozen Taiyi Golden Immortals, unless they were Great Luo Golden Immortals, then perhaps.
However, pretend to be uninjured would not be possible if he were to stage the next act convincingly.
Upon this thought, Jiang Chen gritted his teeth and violently circulated his magic power within his body.
