บท 1785: New World's Strength

After the dust settled, the pupils of the people staring at the scene suddenly constricted, and their eyes involuntarily widened.

Transcendent Immortal slowly walked out of the temple. Her armor was still as bright as new, and her face was flawless. It even had a lustrous glow, making it impossible to tell that she was injured.

It was as if Zhou Wen's violent attacks had nothing to do with her.

"It's fake, right? She's not even injured?" Someone couldn't believe it and consoled himself.

"How strong is Transcendent Immortal's physique to not be injured?" Someone had a look of despair.

Professor Gu analyzed the situation with a look of disappointment. "From the current situation, Transcendent Immortal has an incomparable self-healing ability. The damage Zhou Wen inflicted on her isn't as fast as her self-healing speed. I'm afraid there will be a tough battle ahead."