C602 Returning to the Ship

In the Chaotic Space, Yang Qiu's body was covered in cold sweat as he looked at his broken wrist. It was so painful that he almost fainted.

Sure enough, his Chaotic Body was still too weak.

He didn't even want to think about it. He had broken the nose of a Martial Immortal with a single punch. How could this be considered weak? It was simply violent.

Enduring the intense pain