The thousand-hand centipede unfolded its six wings, resembling wings from the heavens, swiftly skimming through the air.
An elder of the Purple Mist Sect from the Secret Realm turned pale, for the thousand-hand centipede was charging directly at him.
"No, the Hundred Wind Demon Suppression Tower!"
The Purple Mist Sect elder took out a top-grade magical artifact, which radiated brilliance, and the exquisite small tower rapidly expanded, unleashing winds capable of tearing through steel.
Yet, the thousand-hand centipede ignored these fierce winds. Its scale armor remained unharmed as it opened its gaping maw, shattering the top-grade magical artifact in one bite, along with the Purple Mist Sect elder, who was also bitten to death amidst his screams.
Such was the domineering ferocity of the top-grade seven-refinements thousand-hand centipede; ordinary elders of the Secret Realm could only become its prey.
