"Son of a bitch! Does this thing have a Vajra Body or something?"
A rare stream of profanity erupted from Qin Fan's mouth. His surprises concerning Orochi just kept piling up. He could understand a strike from the Hundred Cracks Divine Miasma barely tickling it, but for a blow from the Heavenly Demon Saint Hand to also fail to inflict any significant damage?
Motherfucker, is this Demon Beast trying to defy the heavens?
In truth, Qin Fan's frustration was understandable. Against the Demon Beasts on the Cangqiong Continent, a mere strike from the seventh style of Earth Evil might not have been lethal, but it certainly wouldn't have been shrugged off so easily. And that was the Cangqiong Continent! This was merely Earth. How could the two even be compared?
