Chapter 833
- “Hmph! This is what happens when you go against me!” The golden-robed old man snorted coldly, his eyes cold and stern, his aura even more terrifying.
- Under his palm, a mere early Earth Immortal cultivator would surely have his flesh reduced to slag, with only a divine soul remaining.
- However, as if he sensed something, the golden-robed old man's face changed, gloomy and terrifying.