"I can't live like this, you bastard, small head-bandit, I'll fight you to the death..."
At this moment, under the Immortal Burying Slope, in the void above the abyss, all the members of the Heavenly Dao Alliance including Fang Xing, Miss Xiao, Lü Fengxian, and others were all emotionally overwhelmed, unable to control themselves. Their eyes burned as they looked toward the Zhuxian Sword Formation within the void and the stone bridge, except for the golden crow who showed no interest in this Divine Object. It was covered in sticky fluid, crying out angrily and desperately wanting to fight Fang Xing, internally vexed, thinking Lord Jin has worked for so many years and finally gained some reputation, but now this matter is out, how can I live with the world knowing that I, the golden crow, was swallowed up and spit out?
