Far away, some Star Masters who had escaped the Golden Crow's vicious maw wore expressions as if they had seen a ghost.
"My eye injury must have flared up again..."
An old cultivator looked somewhat dazed. That was Wu Tianxiong, a terrifying creature with one foot already in the ranks of the Venerable Ones, incomparably fierce.
But what were they seeing now? A youth had used his fist to smash Wu Tianxiong's head into his own belly!
Wu Tianxiong's enormous, bloodstained body was as terrifying as a deep-sea fiendbeast. Yet now, his skull, which could rival a towering mountain, had been forced inward like a turtle retracting its head. It looked utterly unreal.
Boom, boom, boom...
Chen Fusheng threw punch after punch, back and forth dozens of times, beating Wu Tianxiong into a complete turtle-withdrawn-into-its-shell state.
He did not dare poke his bird head back out, so furious that his lungs nearly exploded.
What utter humiliation!
A tiger fallen into the plains was bullied by dogs. Now, even a newly advanced Seventh Realm cultivator dared to humiliate him like this!
During the Ancient Era, Wu Tianxiong had also been a renowned super genius. In modern history, he had been one of the ancestors of the Golden Crow Saint Palace, a great fiend with considerable hopes of proving himself into the Venerable realm.
Yet now, he was being held down by the head and violently beaten by a Seventh Realm cultivator. Wu Tianxiong was so aggrieved that he was nearly driven mad, and he frantically reversed the functions of his flesh and blood, unwilling to hesitate even at the cost of his lifespan, to recover.
"Hm?"
Wu Tianxiong soon discovered that something was wrong, because he had been bound hand and foot!
These were the chains of order formed by the