Rumble—
The entire Spirit Mountain Island was trembling, giving off a feeling that the earth was cracking and the mountains were collapsing.
Li Che's jet-black hair whipped wildly as he clasped his hands behind his back; like a cannon shell, he tore apart the billowing dust and shot up to the Spirit Mountain Peak.
Tuoba Long stared, dumbfounded, and couldn't help the admiration that flashed in his eyes.
His heart was violently shaken—just where did this brother Mo Che come from, how could there be such a monster?
So overwhelmingly forceful, with not the slightest trace of reverence toward the Immortal Gods in his heart.
Those are Immortal Gods—within the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, beings standing at the absolute summit. Even an Earth Immortal definitely isn't someone a Path-Cutting cultivator can provoke!
Yet Li Che was provoking them anyway!
