The crowd was silent for a moment. Everyone was in disbelief, including Nangong Lie and the others.
"I am the strongest!"
Dao Jiu turned around and looked around, seeing if anyone was going to challenge his claim.
He stomped his foot and shot up to the top of the tree.
If he could get the only nine-holed sublime fruit, he could cultivate the nine-chakra golden core.
That was, he could finally defeat that Qin guy and be the most powerful cultivator in the younger generation.
He should have been the Supreme, not that Nameless Qin guy!
Starlight shot out from his eyes as he brandished his qi aura. He broke through the barriers like a shooting star and reached out toward the nine-holed sublime fruit.
Everyone around him held their breaths.
At that moment, a figure walked out from the crowd. He was dressed in a white robe and had black hair. He seemed quite carefree.
