"Li Youdao, your Golden Core is locked in. I'm telling you, even Jesus couldn't stop it."
With the imminent crisis instantly resolved, Li Pingyi, standing beneath the tree, felt a surge of heroic pride, his face breaking into a smile that resembled a wildly twitching chrysanthemum.
He took deep breath after deep breath, and only after quite a while did he calm the turbulent excitement in his heart, settling his mind to carefully observe the chess box within his Consciousness Sea.
Chapter 27