"How is this possible?"
The disbelief in Elder Seventeen's eyes was palpable. How could this be possible? He was intimately familiar with his own strength. Even when striking with a punch, he would need to be careful against a peer at the first-rank elder level.
And Ren Changsheng.
His cultivation was merely at the level of one hundred and forty-seven Dao ranks. When it comes to cultivation, the gap between Ren Changsheng and him was huge. How could his punch not inflict any harm on Ren Changsheng?
"Nothing is impossible!"
The expression on Ren Changsheng's face remained undisturbed, indifferent to Elder Seventeen's formidable Power of Laws that was now furiously crashing against him, as if Ren Changsheng had not even noticed it.
A first-rank elder.
Very strong, isn't he?
