At this moment, the elderly man wiped the golden divine blood from the corner of his mouth, a deep sense of helplessness revealed in his voice. The six natal divine patterns on his chest had dimmed completely, and the Xuantian Demon-Suppressing Gourd hanging at his waist was covered in fine cracks.
Everyone braced themselves as if facing a formidable enemy. Seeing this, Xiao Wuyue sneered once again, "Is this the full strength of your Chifen Imperial Domain? Absolute trash, utter waste." He shook his head and sighed, his tone filled with disappointment, as if looking at a group of ants.
"Little beast!" The old man trembled with rage, golden divine blood seeping from his facial orifices. "If this old man hadn't been severely injured and fallen from the Heavenly Realm back then, with my cultivation suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, would I ever allow you to act so presumptuously today!"
Chapter 754