Not only was he fine, but it also appeared as if the impact of that earlier punch was surreal—almost as though it had never struck Xiao Ming at all, leaving everyone in stunned disbelief.
Liu Haotian, in particular, could hardly believe his own eyes; his mind raced with doubts, wondering if some trick of perception was at play.
Yet deep within, he knew it was true, for he had seen the shocked expressions of countless onlookers mere moments before.
In the very next instant, his anger subsided just a fraction, replaced by a grim, pained expression.
He had never expected that a blow, conjured from only half of his formidable strength, would fail to leave even a scratch on Xiao Ming—a foe he had long regarded as a weak Origin Core Realm disciple.
It was, without a doubt, the peak of humiliation that Liu Haotian had ever experienced in his life as a Spiritual Mortal General.