Chương 1710: The Windfall Nation’s Emperor

"Lord, I…" Although True Origin was surging out of his body, he did not feel any sense of security at all. While he was talking to the air, his voice and his body trembled unconsciously. He was completely afraid.

When one's cultivation base had reached a certain level, every progress was extremely difficult. Due to this reason, the gap between the strength was very wide as well.

Even if it was the same stage, the gap in strength would be huge, let alone the difference between the two stages. Although there was only a slight difference between the peak of the Pristine Saint Stage and the Early Refined Saint Stage, the gap between the two stages was like heaven and hell.

Due to this reason, Huo Jin was extremely nervous when faced with this Refined Saint Stage powerhouse lurking in the dark since it was obvious he was displeased with his action previously.

"Hurmph!" A cold snort interrupted Huo Jin's words rudely.