The haggling little meatball

Gongxi kuangdao's lips were trembling, but he had no intention of giving up. He moved to another location and continued to pour in his true Qi.

Seeing the stubbornness on his face, even Ling Yichen and the others secretly admired him.

Ling Chuxi was not surprised. She had seen this fellow's ruthlessness a long time ago. Back in the Empyrean terminus sect, he could even carry such a large piece of iron essence down the mountain. This fellow was ruthless to others, but he was even more ruthless to himself.

"My Lord!" Lei Wanshan's eyes suddenly narrowed as he exclaimed out in surprise.

Everyone could feel an almost imperceptible fluctuation from the ground beneath their feet. A blurry shadow flashed and disappeared a few feet in front of Gongxi kuangdao. Although the shadow was extremely blurry and disappeared in a flash, Ling Chuxi and the others were fully focused and could still see it clearly.