"Bald donkey, do you think only your sect has a treasured relic? Our Ghost Ridge Palace has one too."
Su Jie cheered in his heart. He didn't expect the annual ring worm to be so powerful.
This was Su Jie's first time seeing the full force of the annual ring worm, even causing the Holy Bodhi Tree to reverse time, living up to its full glory.
In the past, the annual ring worm was either always asleep or constantly feasting on various spiritual materials and treasures. When it came to battle, it would sleep through it or shirk its duties. Today, for the Thousand-Handed Centipede, it gave its all, showing Su Jie the power of his sect's ancestors.
With the help of the annual ring worm, Su Jie naturally wouldn't waste this golden opportunity. The ninety-six thousand apertures in his body seemed like gods opening their eyes, possessing strength to bind a dragon, and he struck the Batu Bone with the Nine-grade Sacred Lotus infused in his fist.
Crack!
