Yang Dingtian took a punch from the Wild Ape God head-on. Aside from a dizzying, throbbing ache in his skull, he sustained no real injuries. This was the true resilience of a Sacred Beast.
Especially for one like Yang Dingtian, who had already awakened the bloodline of the Sacred Ancestors, his physique was even more formidable than that of an ordinary Kylin. That was the only reason he could withstand a blow from the Wild Ape God with his head alone. Of course, a few more hits like that would likely turn Yang Dingtian's brains into tofu.
"Are we not going yet?"
Chapter 1122