Qin Wentian's eyes were as calm as ever, he didn't even glance at that punch because simply...in his eyes, the punch didn't exist.
Immortal light instantly enveloped Qin Wentian's body. That tyrannical emperor fist ripped through the air, blasting onto his body as the terrifying after-wind hissed in the air with the sound of wind and thunder, terrifying to the extreme. Under this terrifying punch, how tiny and inconsequential a body made from flesh and blood seemed? An ordinary body would have already been torn to pieces.
Qin Wentian's body didn't shatter. He continued standing there, as steady as a rock, as immovable as a mountain. A fearsome immortal glow enveloped his entire body, shining so brilliantly that the radiance could blind someone looking directly at him. The heart of that expert attacking was trembling when he discovered his attack had no effect at all.