"Correct. I really am from the Ancient Wasteland!"
Fang Chang showed no intention of giving them any reward. He appeared before the other man like a specter.
Pfft!
Fang Chang's hand turned into a claw and punched through the burly man's chest.
Though Qin Feng had beaten him so badly in the Lower Realm that he was no longer the mighty fighter he'd once been, he could still hold his own against a few minor characters at the high Earth Immortal level, even if they were above his own level.
"He really is from the Ancient Wasteland!"
The minor characters' expressions changed dramatically, and their hearts filled with unbearable grievance.
In the past, they might not have encountered a prodigy like this in several hundred years. In less than two years, though, they'd run into one four times. They truly didn't know whether to call themselves lucky or unlucky. ??
Since they already had three such encounters under their belts, they weren't all that flustered when facing Fang Chang.
They quickly backed away to a safe distance, then pulled out Cloud Piercing Arrows and shot them into the sky.
Boom!
A Cloud Piercing Arrow shot skyward and exploded in midair.
"Not good!"
Fang Chang tried to stop them, but he failed.
Just as he sensed danger and tried to turn and flee, a terrifying pressure suddenly descended.
Rumble!
Fang Chang felt his body sink as though an invisible mountain had crushed down on him.
The ghostly head he'd conjured shattered instantly. His knees buckled, and he dropped to the ground. His breathing grew labored, and the pressure pinned him in place, leaving him unable to move a muscle.
"Boss!"
The group gazed up at the figure in the sky, their faces full of grievance.
It was like the Fuxing Hao