Even if he loses his heart, he is still creating opportunities for the Divine Land.
This is a hero.
A hero who has devoted his entire life to the country.
"Damn it... How did the Divine Land produce another Ninth Grade, it's so damnable!"
Bao Mountain Court cursed angrily.
The other two Grandmasters also frowned tightly.
The beasts of the Divine Land are growing in number, it's as if there is no end to killing them.
It's simply infuriating.
But it doesn't matter, Cang Ji's strength is already infinitely close to the pinnacle.
A newly advanced low-level Ninth Grade is of no significant use.
Of course, they cannot possibly kill a human Ninth Grade.
It's a particular regret.
But there is still a slight chance, it depends on Cang Ji's state.
Bao Mountain Court glared at Zhao Qian'en from afar.
A group of low ranks, how did one of them suddenly break through, it's simply damnable.
He didn't realize at all that a pitch-black fishing net appeared in Mo Qizheng's sleeve.
