"Isn't it too late to improve your cultivation now?"
As soon as the words fell, Celestial Concealment unleashed a palm strike at Lin Chang'sheng, intending to kill him on the spot.
At this moment, Celestial Concealment couldn't care about anything else.
Lin Chang'sheng had completely enraged him.
But as the palm seal landed, Lin Chang'sheng remained unmoved.
BOOM—
The overbearing palm imprint crashed onto Lin Chang'sheng, but it had no effect at all, only stirring a ripple before fading out of existence.
This scene left Celestial Concealment dumbfounded—his attack had actually been absorbed?
Seeing that he had no way to deal with Lin Chang'sheng right now, Celestial Concealment didn't bother wasting any more magical power. Instead, he sat down cross-legged, tilted his head back to swallow an elixir, and began to restore his magical energy.
