Countless large of trees were knocked into the air and fell on the outer region of the forest as Wan Long’s four companions watched with horrified faces.

A while later, Wan Long struggled strenuously to climb up from the ground with slow movements.

“Senior Brother Wang!” Wan Long’s four companions were jolted to their senses and hastened to his side.

Wan Long slightly waved his hand at them, but he didn’t say anything. All if a sudden, he coughed out a mouthful of blood.

Wan Long was a little dazed as he stared at the blood on the ground. He… vomited blood?!

More than two hundred years had passed since he broke through late-Tenth Order God Realm, and ever since that moment, no one had managed to wound him. Several decades ago, he was able to retreat safely despite facing a Highgod Realm master that wanted to kill him.

But now,...