As Han Muye finished speaking, the stars in the sky exploded.
He wasn't just saying that!
Vast spiritual energy instantly spread, forming astral winds.
A warm light red halo suppressed the blazing lava below.
This was because the spiritual energy was too rich and strong, forming a spiritual pressure on the lava lake.
"He really could bear to—"
Zhao Yunlong looked at the spiritual pressure that was like an inverted vortex and muttered softly.
Not to mention how much wealth Han Muye had just exposed, just the fact that he dared to expose it without hesitation meant that it was not something that others could have.
"He's young and rich and has excellent comprehension. Yu Niang will probably like such a master…" Daoist Dayan looked at the halo that filled the sky and whispered.
"What did you say?" Zhao Yunlong turned to look at him.
Daoist Dayan shook his head and didn't speak again.