'Revenge! Revenge! I'll make this fat pig suffer the most agonizing pain in the world! He'll wail in misery as ten thousand poisons devour his heart, until his life finally flickers out!' the green-robed man roared in his mind.
'I don't know what kind of dogshit luck this pig has to be immune to my Three-Breath Death Powder.'
'But it doesn't matter. Didn't you ask if I had more?'
'I do!'
'Not only do I have the Three-Breath Death Powder, I have plenty of other goodies. Let's just see if you have the stomach for them!'
With this thought, the green-robed man forced his Cultivation to surge, planting his feet on Jin Sanpang's stomach and gripping the fat man's hands with all his might.
He wanted to use the leverage to break free from Jin Sanpang.
However, Jin Sanpang's hands were like iron clamps. No matter how much force the green-robed man exerted, it was useless.
He couldn't even budge him, let alone break free.
