Recovery speed is terrifyingly fast, Sikong Jiu was dumbfounded, the crack that The Supreme Emperor's ten swords could create, just gone like that?
What exactly are these well walls!
Dead object?
But it feels somewhat like a living entity.
If it's a living entity, what kind of creature is it?
It can withstand the millions of tons of Spiritual Liquid Waterfall entering its body every ten breaths, and still survive...
If such a creature truly exists, Sikong Jiu would say two words:
Absurd!
"The Supreme Emperor, what do we do now?"
"I have a flaw that's not really a flaw, I don't believe in evil."
Xu Lai slowly relaxed his joined fingers, his gaze calm, his long robe fluttering automatically without wind.
"Whoosh"
"Whoosh"
"Whoosh"
"..."
Cold winds rose in the dark well.
If he closed his eyes, Sikong Jiu would suspect he had returned to Earth, as he could smell intoxicating floral fragrances and feel the warmth of sunlight.
But once he opened his eyes,
