"A grand gift for me?"
As Wang Ying's two different gazes turned towards the Blood Peak Square's physical body, Xiao Ye's King Martial Intent wavered, as if his body's secrets were being scrutinized. Hearing Wang Ying's voice, his body trembled immediately.
"That's right, your strength is indeed remarkable, but your cultivation is too weak to compete with the Heavenly Pride of this era, which is your greatest shortcoming at the moment."
"You are not the inheritor of my teachings, but I am willing to lend you a hand to help you quickly reach the Emperor Martial Realm."
"As long as your cultivation can advance to the Emperor Martial Realm, and the greatest shortcoming is resolved, you'd be eligible to compete with countless geniuses in Central State."
At this moment, Wang Ying's slightly ethereal form suddenly emitted a strange wave, directly shooting into the majestic Blood Peak below.
Rumble!
