Strange Town

At this moment, Long Aotian felt incomparable pain throughout his body. His meridians had also been injured by the backlash and he was almost unable to circulate his spirit energy.

Long Aotian had never thought that he would one day be severely injured by such a backlash, let alone in a situation where the opponent had just been standing still!

Not even a Grand Saint Stage expert couldn't do it, right?

What kind of monster was this Brother Qin?

Enduring the intense pain, Long Aotian wanted to get up from the ground, but he realized that he couldn't use his strength at all, especially the arm that he had just punched. It was basically useless now.

With such heavy injuries, even if he was a Saint Stage expert, he would need at least half a month to recover.

Could it be that he now had to return home after having just left?

Buzz!

Right at this moment, a golden mist of light rained down on his body and fused with his skin.