Ye Xiaotian remained silent, simply watching that piece of heaven and earth, but the aura emanating from him had clearly become much more terrifying, even somewhat unfathomable.
At the same time.
At the peak of the Second Holy Peak among the Thirty-Six Holy Peaks.
Luo Qingxian's white robes fluttered, her beautiful eyes lightly opened, silently watching everything on the Seventy-Second Peak.
Luo Qingchen was lying atop the Second Holy Peak, continuously swallowing a spirit root that resembled a fruit, eating so much that her mouth was greasy.
"Sister, do you think he can defeat that Nalan Linyun?"
Luo Qingchen took a bite of the spirit root, then mumbled indistinctly: "I think it's possible. Although Nalan Linyun is very arrogant, his skills aren't that great. When I challenged him back in the One Hundred and Eight Grotto Heaven Blessed Lands, he was just average. If the person you fancy can't even beat him, then that's too disappointing."
