ple present were great figures from generations past. However, these powerful beings could all feel the real pressure emanating from him. It certainly wasn't the oppression of soul power, but the pres...Lan Buzi stood beside the competition stage, her face grim. She didn't go to the rest room today; she didn't want to see that person at all, let alone talk to him. 。For some reason, she, who was always very well-mannered, would lose control of her temper whenever she faced that person. 。

Lan Buzi cursed someone viciously in his heart.

"Achoo!" In the resting area, Tang Wulin sneezed and rubbed his nose helplessly, looking out. 。This is someone cursing themselves! When one's spiritual cultivation reaches a certain level, they will have a sort of subconscious awareness of things related to themselves. 。The Thousand-Year Terrace Pavilion was sitting on a sofa across from him, much farther away, with his eyes closed in meditation. 。violently, propelling Tang Wulin's body and, along with it, Aru Heng's body, crashing down from the sky to the ground. 。The Golden Dragon's explosion reached its peak, flaring out in bursts of light...