Wei Fan speculated that Qi Daozhen must be hiding like Xuanyuan Peak, focusing on becoming Emperor Cheng or solving the problem of Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations, though he didn't know if Qi Daozhen had solved it yet.
Of course, his guesses were not necessarily true, but one thing was certain, there was nothing useful to be gleaned from the Purple-Beard Dragon Emperor.
"You can die!"
Cold light shot from Wei Fan's eyes, murderously intense, battle blood burning. Since nothing could be learned from the Purple-Beard Dragon Emperor, he could die.
"Bang!"
The Dao Runes of Wind and Thunder Wings were blinding, shaking the laws between heaven and earth, the sky pierced by lightning as thick as a barrel, a burning sky and boiling sea roiling in the starry sky.
"You think this Emperor is the White Crane Demon Emperor? After following Qi Daozhen for so many years, would I not defend against such attacks?"
