The large white hand covered Su Changxing's body, once again Wanfang forcibly erased him with the Withered Bone Godslaying Curse.
This was like triggering a bug in the rules of the world. In a certain moment, he was indeed erased and disappeared, but in the next instant, he reappeared completely unscathed.
This made Wanfang feel a chill in his heart. It wasn't just him; even Su Changxing himself was quite astonished, feeling as if this ability was overly heaven-defying and incredibly unrealistic. Just relying on this immortal ability had leveled the playing field between him and Wanfang.
Being immortal meant he was standing on undefeated ground right from the start; he wouldn't lose, whether he would win was another matter.
This time.
Wanfang stopped, looking at the carefree Su Changxing, finally believing that he could not be killed in this manner, and laughed out loud, tears streaming down.
Su Changxing also smiled: "Looks like I've won, Keyboard Saint."
