The Peerless Immortal Warrior of Primordial Chaos

With a deafening crash, Chen Baoguo was sent flying dozens of yards by Nian Qingren.

Dust billowed and smoke filled the air.

Nian Qingren was smug and triumphant, basking in the reverent gazes of the outer sect disciples.

Suddenly, his expression froze.

"I, Chen Baoguo, let my guard down. I didn't dodge!" A furious, resentful voice came from within the smoke.

As the dust settled, a disheveled young man emerged.

He gently brushed the dust from his clothes, his handsome face showing disbelief and pain.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.