After speaking, Zuo Qiuyong's gaze shifted, landing on Bai Lingmiao with a playful expression. "So, you know Wu Sheng Old Mother can die now. But if you think you can deal with me using just that, you're dreaming. I'm no mortal. That kind of trick doesn't work on me."
With that, he flicked a finger toward Bai Lingmiao. The ground instantly surged with flowers, grass, and trees, swiftly burying her.
A furious grimace twisting his face, Li Huowang clenched his teeth and swung his right hand. Like an eraser, it instantly wiped the flora from existence.
"Oh?" Li Huowang's move had finally caught Zuo Qiuyong's attention. "Tsk, tsk, tsk… look who it is. We haven't seen each other for a few days, and you've changed so much." Zuo Qiuyong's voice was flippant, as if he didn't take Li Huowang seriously in the slightest.
