Bab 1369: I'm Desolate Martial

"He's fine despite that?"

Dao Lord Purple Peak's face was pale as his eyes shone with fear.

There was no way for him to fight!

Be it Dharmic arts, Dharmic weapons or Essence Spirit secret skills, none of them could injure this person!

Swash! Swash! Swash!

Dao Lord Purple Peak and the remaining Dharma Characteristic Dao Lords activated their movement techniques and fled far away. They stood in midair and distanced themselves from Su Zimo, not daring to advance recklessly.

All of those Dharma Characteristic Dao Lords were now in fear—none of them possessed the same arrogance and ruthlessness as before.

Sneering internally, Su Zimo did not continue to chase after those people.

His Essence Spirit was damaged after all and he could not use Dharmic powers—he could not even fly through the air.

In the battle earlier on, he only relied on the burst of his body to fight those Dharma Characteristic Dao Lords in close combat.