There have been too many battles lately, and they are mostly wars between half-saints and above.
This left this self-important ninth-rank cultivator with no opportunity to use his skills.
Therefore, he also wanted to go a step further and reach the level of a semi-saint.
But if you want to improve, you naturally need resources to cultivate!
That's when he started to get a little impatient.
Zhong Ziqi rolled his eyes at him, annoyed, and didn't say anything more.
After all, Zhong Ziqi hadn't even fully recovered from his injuries or his natal magic weapon.
Don't even mention going any further!
The key is to restore full strength and the Divine Bell.
What truly worried Zhong Ziqi was whether the Yin Emperor he had always suspected was actually Su Feng.
What was uncertain before now seems more and more likely to be true.
But this time, Zhong Ziqi, who was specifically paying attention to the Yin Emperor in the battlefield of the heavens, became increasingly confused.
Given Yin Tianzi's terrifying strength, how could Su Feng possibly be able to unleash it?
However, the way the underworld emperor acts and his methods are different.
From any perspective, he looks exactly like Su Feng.
It's as if the two of them were cut from the same mold!
The only difference is their strength!
This made Zhong Ziqi even more suspicious. Wasn't this guy Su Feng?
But I remember that in the end, the Underworld Emperor was still unable to leave that battlefield of the heavens.
For a moment, Zhong Ziqi was no longer convinced that the Emperor of the Underworld was Su Feng.
Or...it's probably best if it's not Su Feng!
Otherwise, Zhong Ziqi's grief would have been even greater.
Hesitated for a moment.
Zhong Ziqi took out a phone from his pocket and flew thousands of miles away.
I nervously dialed a number.
"Beep!"
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