In an instant, the Immortal Lord had already charged onto the scene, his hands grabbing onto the Great Lord's chest and abdomen. However, this time, his touch felt like grabbing onto a steel plate, unable to penetrate the Great Lord's body, which greatly shocked the Immortal Lord.
The Immortal Lord was very aware of his own strength. Forget about the Great Lord; even if it's a Peak Master like him, if caught by his hands, the result would undoubtedly be intestines pierced and body torn. But the Great Lord showed no reaction when caught, as if he felt no pain or itch, forcing the Immortal Lord to ponder in his heart: just how strong is this Great Lord?
Having missed with one strike, the Immortal Lord did not dare linger by the Great Lord, instead turning to charge at Fu Qingping.
"What are you doing?" Fu Qingping's face changed as he realized things were amiss seeing the Immortal Lord's aggressive approach.
