The battle before them was exceedingly bizarre. Two enormous palms, one black and one golden, appeared to be simply wrestling against each other, but in truth, they were competing in the power of their souls.
The Spirit King's right hand seemed evenly matched with the enormous golden hand Orange had transformed into. That was because, in terms of "output power," it slightly surpassed Orange, but in terms of reserve energy, it was utterly incomparable.
The Third Magic made use of the soul's immortal nature to achieve, after materialization
Though they were clearly opponents, both sides were all smiles and showed no hostility. Every member of the Fire Team grinned foolishly, baring their teeth as they looked at Shui Ruohan in the middle. Shui Ruohan's smile was naturally even broader than theirs.
Only after a long period of shock did Fairy Piaomiao barely come back to her senses. Looking at Qin Yi's calm, handsome face and sensing the air of contempt for the world that radiated from his very bones, her heart could not settle for a long time. A complex emotion she had never felt before slowly began to grow within her.
"Brother Qin Yi, don't you think the smell in here is awful?" Seeing Qin Yi's calm expression, Xiaoqing could not help asking.
Madam Li, however, did not care. The matter of heirs was of utmost importance. She was merely a medicine attendant. They might not be able to invite Zhong Xiuer, but could their husbands not invite her?
Tang Xingye cried out strangely, "Nonsense! We've worked with Baron Wucheng too, and he's a very straightforward man." He turned to Gu Lang. "Look, Third Gu also..." He stopped halfway through, his eyes suddenly widening. The plate before Gu Lang was spotless, with only a few scattered crumbs of steamed