"Puff..."
An Eleventh Tribulation Loose Immortal was simply too powerful, practically the ceiling of the Xuanhuang Realm.
Although Qian Dabao had practiced cultivation mental formulas, his strength remained far too weak. With a mere wave of the opponent's hand, he was sent flying dozens of miles away, coughing up blood unceasingly while his Nascent Soul withered away, as if it could dissipate at any moment.
Chapter 266