Ximen Chuixiao and White Qilin’s fight lacked destruction but made up for it in dao finesse.0

Feiyun thought that the guy had changed completely, becoming a superior cultivator capable of competing against the strongest demons.0

In reality, Feiyun wondered if everyone on Crystal Island was invited by him on purpose.0

“All of you are this strong?” White Qilin didn’t buy it.0

“Whoosh!” He held his spear with both hands before sending it straight at the scholar’s forehead.0

The scholar smiled and raised a hand fairer than a woman’s. The momentum of heaven and earth gathered toward his hand like dragons returning...0