After a great battle, Qingfeng's lineage was exhausted. If Li Chaoge were to make a move, would they still have the capacity to fight?
No one knew the answer.
However, Guang Xiaoyu's words had made Li Chaoge stop in his tracks.
Combat Heaven Book, Emperor Weapon, mighty hidden forces lying in wait. These were all part of Li Chaoge's arrangement.
Of course, the trump card he brought was far from comparable to that of the Demon Race of the Northern Border, or even a Demon Emperor.
But still, Li Chaoge stepped forward, his desire to strike strong, primarily because this lineage was exhausted. He wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to kill this group of people and seize the Tree of Great Dao.
Only Guang Xiaoyu's words made him hesitate... Are they truly exhausted? Or is it a ruse?
"You should come out as well," Guang Xiaoyu called out, staring at the sky. "Why skulk in the shadows? A paragon of your generation, and you won't even let your presence be known?"
