Suddenly, the spirituality belonging to the Martial Arts Grandmaster, that famed spirituality said to gaze like a god, stirred slightly. Fueled by a sudden impulse, he looked up and noticed the two-swords ranger on the stone tower over there was vigorously waving their arms, as if they wanted to say something, yet hesitated to speak.
They could only wildly give secretive glances at themselves.
The spiritual essence of the Martial World Grandmaster twitched slightly between his brows.
Beside him, Tu Shengyuan's Dharma Form appeared, resembling a white Divine Beast, forcefully pulling at Tu Shengyuan, seemingly intending to cover his mouth, which slightly cooled down his storytelling urge.
Hmm? Strange... I always feel like countless eyes are staring at me.
But I can't find them.
Forget it, forget it.
Better not to continue speaking.
It's about time to stop here, just about.
Just as Tu Shengyuan smacked his lips, planning to stop, the voice suddenly said:
