I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God

Chapter 598

Wu Fan's arrival.

It gave Wu Qian complete confidence, lying on the ground and laughing wildly with his mouth open.

In the sky.

Seeing Wu Qian without all four limbs, Wu Fan's killing intent surged.

Glancing at Wolong Fu kneeling on the ground, he snorted coldly, "Wolong Fu, you're getting worse and worse."

Hearing this.

Wolong Fu's face was contorted with humiliation.

Wu Fan ignored Wolong Fu and turned his sharp gaze towards Lu Benwei.

Without a word.

He raised his hand.

And struck down a palm towards Lu Benwei.

"Boom!"

With this palm strike, the entire area's ground sank hundreds of feet, forming a massive pit.

And except for the Treasure Gathering Pavilion protected by a formation, all surrounding houses were crushed to dust.

Although the Treasure Gathering Pavilion was protected by a formation, it did not prevent this palm strike from causing harm to Lu Benwei.

It locked onto Lu Benwei directly.

"Hahaha!"

"Father has made his move."

"You're dead for sure."

Wu Qian lay on the ground, laughing maniacally.

However.

The next moment.

His laughter abruptly stopped.

A few breaths later, the two directly teleported into the barrier of the Heavenly Immortal Palace.

After entering the Heavenly Immortal Palace, Wu Fan's gloomy face slightly improved.

He never expected that this black-robed man would be so terrifying.

Even just now, he strongly felt that if he didn't quickly activate the scroll to teleport away, he would have been left behind.

Fortunately.

They were now in the Heavenly Immortal Palace.

Even if this person had extraordinary abilities, he couldn't do anything to them.

But.

Just as he was about to relax, his expression suddenly changed.

Then he saw the clouds churning, the void cracking open.

A fleshless hand directly reached out from the void, grabbing towards him and his son.

"Those whom I, the God, want to kill, no one can save!"

"And no one can stop me."

Seeing this.

Wu Fan's eyes widened in horror.

He never imagined that this person could tear through space and chase them across thousands of miles.

But he didn't sit still.

He bit his teeth, taking out another talisman, which floated into the sky, turning into specks of light and dissipating.

"Wu Fan is in trouble, I beg of you, use this one chance, please lend a hand!"

With this voice, within the vast Heavenly Immortal Palace, countless powerful auras, no weaker than Wu Fan's, suddenly awakened.

Feeling these auras, Wu Fan's expression relaxed somewhat.

At least he wasn't alone anymore.