In the eyes of the burly man, even if Daoist Master Poison had no straight and righteous heart and the chance of him advancing to the Nascent Soul Stage was nil, he was still a powerful expert at the Golden Core Stage. Yet this kid went so far as to brazenly brag without batting an eye. That was really disgusting.
"Guan Le!" The middle-aged Taoist nun slightly furrowed her brows and called out with dissatisfaction.
"Everyone, let's spare ourselves the nonsensical shits spit out by this brat and just rush straight into the depths of the mountain range." The burly man sneered. "Even if there's a demonic beast on par with Spirit Formation Stage experts, four of us can join hands to kill it!"
