Boom! Yuan Tiangang's three hundred years of inner power slammed into Ye Fan's body, producing a sound like a great bell. Golden light burst from Ye Fan's skin, while Yuan Tiangang himself was sent reeling back.
Ye Fan merely took a small step back. He felt no discomfort at all—not even pain.
Still, he could clearly sense a force entering his body and seeping into his internal organs. Yet in an instant, the Bitter Sea absorbed it.
So this is true qi? It looks like it can't harm the Ancient Desolate Holy Body, nor can it break through my defenses. Ye Fan felt considerably more confident.
Yuan Tiangang looked astonished. "Little Friend Ye, have you practiced External Training? How is your physical body so tough?"
"No. I've never practiced it, and I've never cultivated true qi either," Ye Fan replied.
As expected of someone from the same world as Willow God. He's already this formidable without even stepping onto the path of cultivation, Yuan Tiangang thought.
As an Ancient Desolate Holy Body, even though Ye Fan had only just opened his Bitter Sea, he was not something martial arts true qi could contend with.
Even if Yuan Tiangang possessed three hundred years of inner power, and his strength had recently improved further, he still could not possibly injure a Sacred Body.
In the original story, Ye Fan had been able to chase down and beat up Life Spring cultivators right after opening his Bitter Sea. He could even engage Dao Palace Realm cultivators in close combat, crossing an entire major realm.
The Human Sacred Body was just that absurd—invincible in close combat.
Relying on his movement technique, Yuan Tiangang repeatedly flashed about, trying to find Ye Fan's weak point. But the Sacred Body was flawless; how could it possibly have