All over his body, defensive seals sparkled with radiant light.
You could say—
He was armed from head to toe.
Just needed a set of teeth armor and he'd be all set…
But for Mu Fusheng, this was as normal as could be.
A little more defense never hurts.
So even if a powerhouse attacks, or someone tries a sneak move, at least you stay alive, right?
Defensive seals—since they were invented by the world—
There's gotta be a reason for them.
Why not use them?
This right here is the blood, sweat, and tears of our ancestors!
No way we're wasting that!
The evil general standing in front of Mu Fusheng was completely dumbstruck by this scene.
A defensive shield seven or eight meters thick.
Is this even something a person can pull off?
Wasn't it said among human experts—
Cultivators fight against heaven and earth.
If they're timid, they'll never break through!
So why does this guy in front of me have such a tanky shield?
This is nothing like the humans I've faced before!
