Chương 882: The Plight of Su Youji

"Ahaha!" The golden-armored warrior laughed. "Fine, I misspoke."

"Sometimes, I really envy you cultivators. There is a stupid large number of you. You guys are absolutely everywhere. Every single territory has you cultivators in them." The black-haired man sighed and shook his head. Suddenly…

"THAT BRAT! Is he trying to die?!" The black-haired man's eyes suddenly bulged out. Two streaks of golden light shot out of his eyes, passing through the barriers of spacetime and reaching a distant figure in a distant place.

...

The Astral Islands.

"What just happened?" Ning's entire body had turned stiff. He felt as though an utterly terrifying presence had suddenly taken notice of him. However, that terrifying sense of danger quickly dissipated.