Bang!
The fist cleaved through the air, grazing past the body of the Nether Crow Demon Venerable.
But in an instant, the Nether Crow Demon Venerable trembled all over, and the fist's wind, brushing past his body, shattered a feather and left a bloody mark.
In the aftermath of the fist, a distant mountain cracked open, sending countless boulders tumbling down.
"Seven-Colored Golden Body, are you Wei Fan?"
The Nether Crow Demon Venerable screamed in disbelief. If that punch had landed on him, it would at least take half his life, even if it didn't explode him.
The Seven-Colored Golden Body had recently been heard of only from Wei Fan, who fled to the Daqian Kingdom from the Great Victory Dynasty.
It's already shocking for the Wilderness to have one with a Seven-Colored Golden Body, so another appearing out of nowhere is impossible.
