2389 The Gold Lion’s Decision!

"Trump cards?"

His eyes widened, Li Jialing mumbled to himself in disbelief while he stared at Li Yao's fire that was burning out in the iron torrent, "His soul is about to be exhausted, his Colossus is on the brink of destruction, and he lacks enough spiritual energy to power his crystal suits even if he still has any. Does Brother Yao… still have trump cards?"

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Huchi! Huchi! Huchi! Huchi! Huchi!

Li Yao, who was sweating blood, naturally did not hear Li Jialing's mumble. He simply bulged his bloodshot eyes and stared at the battle puppets, which were stepping over the debris of their companions and surrounding him, as well as the Immortal Cultivators who were hiding behind the battle puppets hoping to take advantage of the situation.

At such a close distance, he could see the hideous grin of the Immortal Cultivators clearly and perceive their ravenousness.

Those jackals and hyenas must've thought that he was exhausted, didn't they?