Forget the Asura Race—even the Blood God Son was astonished as he watched Lin Changqing.
His cultivation was far stronger, allowing him to see more.
Within the black mists, Lin Changqing battled the Skeletal Quasi-Saint. His flesh was torn apart, exposing gleaming bones, and his arms were sent flying as they were ripped off!
Yet Lin Changqing recovered again and again. His body glowed, dark light enveloped him, and his eyes held not the slightest trace of fear. His aura even grew stronger by the moment!
For a while, the Blood God Son could only gasp in shock.
If this young man matured, he would undoubtedly become a terrifying powerhouse in the Primordial World!
His roots were incomprehensibly powerful, and he possessed such fighting spirit and perseverance.
Behind him stood a Saint as his master!
The Blood God Son even thought that, even without a Saint backing him, this young man would still become one of the Primordial World's top figures once he matured!
I am already invincible. Why would I need to borrow a Saint's might?
Perhaps this was what a peerless genius of the Primordial World truly looked like!
As Lin Changqing fought, the flesh all over his body was torn apart again and again.
In a real battle, Lin Changqing would never have been in such a miserable state. He had far too many abilities he could use.
The Heart-Piercing Lock, the Annihilation Divine Light, and the Dragon Transformation Divine Ability, for example.
But now, he used none of them. He fought only with his physical body, forcing himself into a desperate situation!
The only techniques he used were the Nine Secrets, as he continually battled the Skeletal Quasi-Saint.
But this was, after all, the skeleton of a Quasi-Saint!
The Skeletal Quasi-Saint was no opponent Lin Changqing