章節 5108: Young Samanera

Although the Nine Revolutions Grand Yan Immortal's battle armor couldn't die so easily, Jian Wushuang's Sword Principle was at least able to severely damage it.

Jian Wushuang slowly ascended into the void, his gaze following the fallen form of the battle armor.

The road of Immortal bones was severely damaged, with one crater reaching an unfathomable depth, so deep that not even Jian Wushuang could see what was inside.

As the road of Immortal bones stopped trembling, everything returned to silence.

"It can't be, is he really dead?" Jian Wushuang was still somewhat unwilling to believe it as he slowly approached the crater.

However, the next moment, the void suddenly became thick and solid, as if it had turned into a solid substance.

He was startled, but his body could no longer move, as if he were entangled in a million strands of fate energy, rendering him completely immobile.