If the idea of an Independent Immortal appearing on Earth was as unbelievable as a fairy tale for Qin Fan, then the sight of a formidable Independent Immortal going mad over his Prison Suppressing Body was enough to plunge him into endless astonishment.
An Independent Immortal… what kind of existence was that? With a wave of their hand, they could turn rivers and seas upside down. With a flick of their finger, they could level mountains. And such a master of Divine Skills had lost his composure over my Prison Suppressing Body?
Back on the Cangqiong Continent, Qin Fan had formed the rudiments of the Prison Suppressing Body when he was only at the Foundation Establishment Stage. During those years, countless people had feared his Prison Suppressing Body, yet none had ever reacted like this middle-aged man. Most importantly, the other party was an Independent Immortal.
