Yang Dingtian used his head to take a punch from the Wild Ape God. Aside from feeling dizzy and having a headache, he remained uninjured. This was the formidable nature of a Holy Beast, especially one like Yang Dingtian, who had awakened the bloodline of the Holy Ancestor, making his physical constitution even tougher than that of an ordinary Kirin. That was the only reason he could withstand a punch from the Wild Ape God with his head. Of course, had he taken a few more, his brains would have been turned into tofu.
"Are we not going yet?"
Ba Tianhu turned his head toward Long Da. Judging by the exposed tiger claws and fangs, he was clearly raring to go. Long Da fixed his majestic dragon eyes on the Wild Ape God, a thick, awe-inspiring aura of dragon energy swirling around him.
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