"You've lost!"
Lin Ye looked down from above, his golden eyes flashing with a terrifying light. "Do you submit?"
"I'm convinced, of course I'm convinced. I've lost many times in my life, but I've never been so happy."
Although the old man from the Elevation Hall was defeated miserably, with all his bones shattered and his flesh mangled, his face was filled with sick madness.
He stared at Lin Ye with a burning gaze and hurriedly said, "You used a total of 777 lord-tier buffs on me just now. All of them were comprehended from the Voice of the Great Dao, right?"
"Strictly speaking, there are only 776 of them. The other one belongs to me," Lin Ye corrected.
"It's all the same, all the same, hahaha." After receiving confirmation, the old man laughed until his mouth was about to split open.
"There's something wrong with your body." Lin Ye glanced at him and frowned slightly.
