He was aware of Ling Chuxi's cultivation. He remembered that the last time they had fought, Ling Chuxi had not even reached the sage level. Her cultivation was not even considered first-class. The only thing she could rely on was that spiritual weapon. However, that was already enough.
Not even in his dreams would he have thought that the speed at which Ling Chuxi's cultivation level increased would be so terrifying.
Ling Chuxi nodded her head and did not say anything more.
"Hahahaha, you think you can hold me back?" Hearing the words of the sacred armored dragon lizard, Teng Jiao roared with laughter. With a flash of his figure, a few afterimages appeared in the churning clouds, making it difficult for people to distinguish the real from the fake.
