Chương 4295: His luck wasn't just bad, it was extremely unlucky.

Ling Chuxi looked at him sympathetically. This senior brother's luck didn't seem to be very good. Before he even reached the heaven domain, he had been reduced to ashes and only his primordial spirit was left, and it was a seriously injured primordial spirit. It was not easy for him to reconstruct his body and advance to the sage level to come to the heaven domain, but he had been beaten back to his original form.