The silver-haired girl whispered, "Father".
The entire Martial World legend, for eight hundred years the pinnacle of Formation Path stood there awkwardly, his Primordial Spirit wouldn't even get hurt facing the Sword Madman's Sword Intent, his Inner Qi was vigorous and tumultuous, endless.
His formations had reached their limit!
His mental state was unbreakable!
From existence to non-existence, the cycle of Five Elements, endless and vast!
Whale Hunter heard creaking, creaking sounds.
It was the sound of the barrier of the mental state shattering.
Mr. Siming took a sip of wine and saw the unmatched Whale Hunter, who had prepared for everything, suddenly retreating, those formations he had prepared for so long scattered like spring snow.
