Many Renhuangs Appear

Gai Shi Shi seemed to realize that he and the man who was looking at him were very similar. He may have called himself a simple musician of Taixuan Mountain, but when he was angered, he also did not care about the consequences.

The golden blood seemed to stop flowing within him as if it was congealing. His life aura began to flow away from him. It would be difficult for this spear piercing his heart to kill him, but if Ye Futian kept on like this and did not give him a chance to recover, his life energy would all be used up, and he would die.

"What do you want?" he asked. He had already realized that Ye Futian might not want to kill him, but also did not want to let him go.

So, he must want something.

Ye Futian looked at Gai Shi Shi with a cold expression. "The Sigh of the Divine God cultivation spell," he said.