"Pfft… Cough, cough, cough…"
Nearly every bone in Zhao Qiankun's body was broken. He lay like a heap of mud at the bottom of the hill as blood gushed from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.
Every breath felt like it was tearing him apart, the pain unbearable.
His eyes lost focus as his mind went blank. 'Defeated? I was actually defeated… by an ant? And so completely?'
Ever since he was born…
He had been surrounded by nothing but praise. He possessed Innate Divine Strength, had awakened the Profound Tier Titan Divine Ape Martial Soul, entered the Saint Martial Sword Sect, and displayed heaven-defying talent for Body Refining by cultivating the Silver Qilin Body Refining Technique. He had even earned the favor of a Sword Sect Elder, who intended to take him as a disciple.
He had never known defeat among his peers!
