Boom!!
With the final strike from the Golden Light Shuttle, it flew backwards, falling onto the square and sliding a short distance, nearly falling off the cliff.
At the same time, the flurry of fist shadows dissipated abruptly. The yellow-robed immortal soldier's body was violently blasted back more than ten meters before coming to a complete stop. Thick, hot air rose from his body, as if a machine had been over-loaded.
"Fourth attempt failed, remaining attempts: six."
Han Yi recalled the Golden Light Shuttle with a rare sense of dejection in his heart.
This yellow-robed immortal soldier was like an all-powerful machine.
That's right, this yellow-robed immortal soldier appeared to be a cultivator, but in fact, he was a creation of Heavenly Creation. Calling him a machine wasn't wrong.
"His body is made from an unknown material, comparable to the materials used for top-grade magical instruments."