Snow Peak True Monarch (1)

Looking at the Furious white-haired cultivator, Lei Yun Zhenren sneered, and a trace of disdain gradually rose in his heart.

It seemed that the high and mighty nascent soul cultivators were nothing more than this. In the face of death, they would also become panicked and helpless.

Thinking about how he had served these cultivators before this, he felt that it was not worth it.

This thought flashed through his mind, but it instantly turned into a sigh.

In the current of the cultivation world, one often had no choice. It was said that cultivators were free, but this was not necessarily the case.

Cultivators were advanced by ordinary creatures, and the bad nature of mortals was inevitable, and sometimes it would even get worse.

"Don't be in such a hurry. Why don't you listen to what I have to say before you make a decision?"

Lei Yun Zhenren said slowly. At this moment, he felt very confident and his attitude became calmer.