"Are you afraid?"
Feeling Lin Xing's thought, Hao Liu Heavenly Immortal's face showed no trace of anger; instead, there was a hint of sigh.
"Yes, I am indeed afraid."
"I have walked on thin ice step by step, survived countless near-death experiences, and devoted tens of thousands of years of effort to finally reach today's peak beneath the Immortal Venerable. How could I not fear Dao Transformation?"
"I definitely fear Dao Transformation, and I am even more afraid of losing this cultivation and realm."
The sighing thought flashed by, and Hao Liu Heavenly Immortal no longer intended to contend with Lin Xing and had once again retreated.
At this moment, Lin Xing, surrounded by millions of immortal qi, had become a moving source of pollution in the eyes of Hao Liu Heavenly Immortal, and even more so, a desperate madman.
To fight this madman and approach these millions of immortal qi? To accelerate his own Dao Transformation?
