Summary
“What? The wild chickens I raised are pure blood phoenixes? “
“What? The carp I raised are true dragons?”
With a wave of hand, the river was reduce off; with a slight stamp of foot, the mountain collapsed.
A gaggle of extremely highly effective cultivators knelt in entrance, worshipping and calling ‘senior’.
“What the hell mistaken with this world?”
Li Fan shouted,” Oh no, that’s unimaginable!”
“How might I probably be a Supreme Grasp?!”