mouth. Under the cold, he couldn't help but shiver.He glared hatefully at the pure white man, a look of unwillingness etched on his face. He spoke for the first time since the battle began: "What gru...They looked each other up and down, confirming each other's cultivation levels.

Opposite were two seven-layered realm cultivators, with swords at their waists, seeming like martial cultivators.

Before they got closer, one of the thinner figures shouted, “Which faction do the two Daoist friends belong to We are from the Haotian Alliance!”ening growl from deep in its throat.>The Pure-White cultivator casually dropped the long sword in his hand, his heart aching as if it were bleeding! You see, the long sword in his hand was a spiritual...