章 1195: Maybe This Is the Feeling of Showboating

A dumpling exploded in front of the Little Saint, sending a rainbow-colored glow and a strong aroma to envelope him. The glow flashed and flickered, turning into a blinding white light that was impossible to look straight into.

The bright light confused the Little Saint.

'A cover-up technique? At our levels, this boy still used such a despicable technique?! What a rascal!'

He gave a furious roar, then scattered and rushed out of the white light.

Several chains slithered across the dark void, filling the air with a rattling noise and shaking the void. Ripples spread as they sped toward Bu Fang to wipe him out completely.

Bu Fang floated in midair as the Black Turtle Constellation Wok kept growing larger and larger. Although his face had always been serious, there was no mistaking the severity of his expression this time.