Yangg Zong gazed at the golden liquid before him, overjoyed, and extended the vial in his palm to collect the Flame Spirit Gold Water.
Just as Yangg Zong secured the Flame Spirit Gold Water, he saw Wen Qingye rushing toward him.
Yangg Zong smugly shook the vial in his hand. "What's this, boy? Thinking of snatching the Flame Spirit Gold Water from me?"
"That depends on whether you have the ability to keep it," Wen Qingye laughed, his body transforming into a gust of wind as he shot toward Yangg Zong.
"Celestial Star's Descent!"
Wen Qingye threw a punch, causing the surrounding Primordial Qi to surge. Like a meteor streaking across the sky, it carried an astonishing momentum.
"How arrogant!"
Seeing Wen Qingye attack him directly, Yangg Zong couldn't help but sneer.
"Great Flame Heaven-Crushing Palm!"
WHOOSH!
A scorching aura filled the air as an illusory flame slowly materialized above Wen Qingye, hurtling down toward him.
BOOM!
