"Old bald donkey, now is not the time for jokes. Do you really want to perish here?"
Rongyang Monarch's expression was now grave, lacking his earlier boldness and swagger. As he spoke, He Feng Taoist landed beside him.
He Feng Taoist gazed nonchalantly at Master Kaiyun and said coldly, "Do you wish to feel the warmth of the sun?"
Faced with two Fire Cultivators who had been in the Fourth Realm for over a thousand years, Master Kaiyun, a Gold Cultivator, had no choice but to consider his options carefully. In the next instant, however, his expression hardened with resolve. He clasped his hands in prayer and said, "Such is my fate. Even if my body perishes, I must do this!"
The moment his voice fell, it was He Feng Taoist who made the first move.
