The collapse of the wall also drew Li Xiaoyao's attention from outside.
Looking at the rubble before him and Dugu Feng standing amid it, he fell into thought.
"What the hell are you doing?"
After a moment of silence, Li Xiaoyao spoke.
He had yet to comprehend the mural on that wall, and Dugu Feng's stunt had interrupted his opportunity.
If Dugu Feng had not been one of their own, he would have charged over with a hammer long ago.
"I really don't like your tone, kid."
"Next time, correct that attitude of yours when you speak to me."
With his hands clasped behind his back, Dugu Feng strode out of the rubble with an arrogant expression.
He could now be considered a true prodigy.
When facing Li Xiaoyao, he no longer needed to keep his head bowed.
He had finally stood up.
Hahaha.
But was the mural on this wall truly the Void Sword Art?
For a moment, Dugu Feng moved to the surrounding walls and began studying the murals upon them.
Meanwhile, Li Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes at Dugu Feng.
"That aura... seventh level Golden Immortal."
Li Xiaoyao thought to himself that, based on this fellow's previous accumulation, it should have taken him at least a thousand years to break through to the seventh level Golden Immortal—and that was merely an estimate.
The actual time would have been even longer.
Yet now, this fellow had somehow stepped into the seventh level Golden Immortal.
Seventh level Golden Immortal...
Li Xiaoyao looked toward the space on the other side of the rubble, as if he had understood something.
Turning to glance at Dugu Feng, Li Xiaoyao shook his head and smiled.
It seemed his guess had been correct.
This opportunity belonged to Dugu Feng.
"Xiaoyao, how much time has passed