Chapter 1197
- *Barf…*
- First Ancestor regained his balance and coughed out several mouthfuls of blood. His expression turned very ugly. Comparing his physical condition with his psychological status, the shock he felt was greater than his physical injuries. He lifted his head to gaze at the composed scholar, Second Guardian. Raging waves surged inside of him.
- He was a half-step Human Immortal. Half of his foot had already stepped into the Immortal Realm. That was how strong he really was. He would never put any ordinary Ninth Grade Great Saint in his eyes because he could pinch any of them to death with a casual move. However, he hadn’t imagined that Desolate Palace would produce a genius so powerful that he was not even his opponent.