Chapter 166: Self-Destruction of the Spirit Aperture

sipping tea. The two had been sitting there for several hours, neither speaking a word. Several pots of tea had been consumed.Zhao Cheng suddenly showed a look of sadness on his face and slowly stood...On the stage, Zi'an quickly retreated, but a wound was still cut across his chest and abdomen. Facing him, Lu Ye leaned forward and struck again with another blow.

Zi An narrowly dodged a rolling gourd, barely escaping its impact. As she rose to her feet, her body was covered in mud stained crimson with blood, looking utterly dishevelled.

He barely managed to steady himself before a gust of wind hit him from behind. He snarled like a rabid dog, feeling a sharp pain on his head as if something had sliced off a chunk of his scalp.

Thecause only those at the very front had a chance to fight.Although everyone knows this is only temporary.The path is long, and the deeper you go, the more your cultivation level is restricted. Moreove...