"Heh heh..."
Watching the black-robed elder depart, Xingtian's eyes flickered with a trace of malevolent light, and a cruel smile stretched across his lips.
In his view, Ye Fan was already prey on the chopping block, and the competition in three days was a foregone conclusion.
"Everything is already destined!"
He murmured to himself, believing victory was firmly in his grasp.
...
"Boom!"
In the Virtual Space.
Ye Fan moved like a dragon, launching a punch, the intense Death Energy condensed into a purple Punch Ray, which blasted a distant mountain peak into dust.
"Awooo..."
The Bai Yan wolf ran over angrily from afar, covered in dust, with a bump on its head.
"I say, can't you take it easy for a bit? In the last couple of days, you've almost destroyed this Virtual Space beyond recognition." Bai Yan wolf said angrily.
Earlier, it was napping in the thatched hut on the hillside, but calamity struck from above, buried alive by falling rubble, completely disoriented.
