After reading the mural restrained by qi force in his hand, Jiang Dali's essence burst forth, directly shattering the mural into powder. No longer seeing the detestable face of the Eternal Life God, he still felt dissatisfied, even wanting to turn back and harshly pinch Bu Jingyun's face.
There was no way around it. The Eternal Life God was truly insidious, especially his sneaky nature, which clashed completely with Jiang Dali's straightforward and unyielding personality.
The key, of course, was that he now knew that even seeking out the God-searching Palace, he was unlikely to be a match for the Eternal Life God, leaving him with nowhere to vent his frustration.
If Martial World people knew that the Black Wind Village Chief could also suffer setbacks, they would be shocked, and a group of people would find it amusing.
At this moment, Jiang Dali took the opportunity to check the prompts that appeared in the panel earlier.
