e cold young man let out a hum and continued to walk carefully forward. This cold young man in a black cloak was naturally Lu Xiaoteng. Seven days ago, after parting ways with that rough-looking olde...“Fortunately, though this stone Buddha's base was destroyed, there’s still something useful about it.” With a flick of his broken arm, the Void Palm channeled a massive amount of Phantasmal Fire into the nearly melted stone Buddha.

Thetted his spirit beast bag. The white puppy materialized in a flash of light. Lu Xia Tian stretched out his hand, grasping at empty air. A few drops of blood that had already dissolved in the air were...