His body, originally at the threshold of Immortal Venerable realm, solidified his cultivation abilities. With each quiver of his form, golden light condensed into an outer protective armor.
The moment this person made a move, countless voices rang out above the heavens, as numerous figures surged down.
Cultivators, although mostly composed, also have moments of madness.
Faced with an opportunity, they would fight to the death.
The world of cultivation is all about struggle.
If you don't compete today, there will be no chance tomorrow.
A blood pearl that could save one a million years of arduous cultivation was right in front of their eyes. If they didn't take it directly, did they really expect to use their cultivation abilities to snatch a first-grade Heavenly Bead?
Good things are always meant for the strong, for the elites.
No matter where, the truly good things will never be obtained by ordinary cultivators.