At the entrance of the "Listening to the Waves Pavilion" in Jinsha Port, the atmosphere was so stiff it could squeeze out vinegar!
Facing Wáng Liù's lava-war-body-like Golden Core pressure (Pseudo-Golden Core Stage, but with an even more overwhelming presence), Zhào Qīngyún broke out in a fine cold sweat on his temples.
The hand with which Wáng Liù had casually pressed down, leaving five smoking fingerprints in the golden silk nanmu wood, made Zhào Qīngyún's heart and liver tremble!
Chapter 583