Tongtian Displays His Might, Haotian Makes a Bet

Sect Master Tongtian had never feared a powerful opponent. The stronger his opponent was, the better the opportunity to hone himself.

A streak of cold light enveloped Tongtian, and an astonishing pressure began squeezing inward from all sides.

Only then did Sect Master Tongtian realize that what had trapped him was a strange-looking cage.

Countless runes floated over the cage. They clearly possessed the ability to multiply the pressure, causing it to grow stronger and stronger.

With a boom!

Sect Master Tongtian's physical body suddenly exploded, turning into dust that drifted through the void!

Even his primordial spirit had vanished without a trace!

When everyone saw this, they froze for a moment before breaking into smiles.

This time, Sect Master Tongtian really should be finished!

Everyone knew that the fat man's magic treasure was extremely powerful. Even a saintly body could not withstand its attacks!

Thus, no matter how astonishing Sect Master Tongtian's strength was, encountering such a formidable magic treasure meant certain death.

"So this is Sect Master Tongtian? I thought he had some great ability, but it seems he's nothing more than a man living off his reputation."

The fat man could not help sneering, his words carrying quite a bit of arrogance.

Haotian Saint Venerable and Amitabha Buddha still had their brows tightly furrowed.

Although the fat man was indeed formidable, Sect Master Tongtian surely could not be this weak.

The two of them were just about to warn the fat man to be more careful. It was still uncertain whether Sect Master Tongtian had suddenly played some trick.

Someone had already lost his life because of carelessness. They did not want this man to become the second.

Just as they were about to speak, the fat man's head suddenly collapsed like a sandcastle.

In the blink