855 Demonic Sect Arrives

A moment later, Wan Ji forced the Evil Death Qi down. He sealed it in his right arm so it couldn't enter his organs and Sea of Qi.

His right arm became extremely stiff and unable to move. However, the Holy Qi that radiated from him was still very strong. He walked towards Zhang Ruochen, smiling in anger. "Well, you're powerful, huh. I didn't even meet dangers like this in the Void World Battleground, but I almost died by your hand."

Zhang Ruochen picked up his sword and stood up slowly. Chuckling, he said, "So what? I'm still defeated, aren't I?"

Wan Ji was obviously unhappy at seeing the smile on Zhang Ruochen's face. His cultivation far surpassed Zhang Ruochen, but he still couldn't dominate him.

Did Zhang Ruochen think that he was disabled because he couldn't use his right arm now? If this was true, he wondered if Zhang Ruochen was too overconfident.