Kunlun

Late at night, Tang Hao sat cross-legged on the bed.

His brows were tightly knitted, and his expression was grave.

He was forced into a desperate situation in today's battle. He had no choice but to burn his lifespan to defeat his opponent.

Several decades of his life was a heavy price to pay.

What should he do next? That guy was still alive. Should he burn his lifespan again? Eventually, he would have none left.

Other than burning his lifespan, he could not think of any other solution.

His opponent's cultivation base was much higher than his.

In modern times, there was no way of raising one's cultivation base in a short period.

'Where did that guy come from, and why did he only come out now? Does it have something to do with the return of Hua Mountain, Kongtong, and the other sects?

'What is… the encounter?'

Tang Hao had too many questions in his mind.