Clang!
A gunshot rang out, shaking the sky!
A surge of spear intent shot straight into the air!
Heavenly Centipede immediately halted, staring over in shock and solemnity. Faint fear flickered in its enormous eyes.
It vaguely remembered that it had been this very spear intent that destroyed it back then. But... how could it still exist after all this time? This made no sense!
Under Heavenly Centipede's wary gaze,
among the twenty people lying motionless,
one person suddenly stood up straight. He reached out, and as if conjured from thin air, a spear appeared in his hand!
Netherworld!
That person stood with the bearing of a deep pool and towering mountain, spear in hand!
Wherever he stood, not even a million-strong army could pass!
It was Fang Che!
Fang Che himself had no idea why he had awakened, or why he could still stand.
Just moments ago, he had clearly felt all his internal organs shatter. Most of the bones throughout his body had broken as well.
That despair, that sense of death, had been so vivid that he could even feel the unwillingness of his soul.
Then he had known nothing more.
Yet in the blink of an eye, I'm standing again?
And my body is perfectly intact.
His physical condition was stronger than ever before.
Fang Che was utterly bewildered. "???"
What was going on?
From the corner of his eye, he saw Feng Yun, Xue Changqing, and the others sprawled unconscious, blood spurting from all seven orifices.
He wanted to turn his head and look, only to discover that he could no longer control himself.
Then he felt his mouth open.
A mighty yet desolate laugh rang out. "Big Centipede, you really didn't die!"
Fang Che's soul shook violently!
I've heard that voice before!
Jun Lin!