At the same time, the Thousand Mountains Poison Shield exploded, as if it had been subjected to an irresistible force, with a loud bang breaking off a corner, causing its main body to fly backwards. A centipede caught it, then was blown sideways three thousand miles by the colossal power attached!
Hundreds of hands trembled from the shock, as the centipede looked incredulously at Hong Jinglei in the distance, still shouting stubbornly: "Impossible, impossible... You are just an ordinary BOSS, how can you contend with an Independent Immortal? I'm an eleventh-tier Independent Immortal, I have a Subdivine Artifact, there's no way you can defeat me!"
Hong Jinglei tilted his head disdainfully: "Eleventh-tier Independent Immortal?
Although I am just an ordinary BOSS, I am a twelfth-tier BOSS!
One tier, one level up, even if there is a gap between us, but don't forget, I am not an ordinary BOSS!
I am the BOSS of the Confucian Sect!
