"The Goddess has achieved immortality. Does this bring you any pressure?"
At the peak of the Ninth Summit, Mo Zhengdong took the wine and asked Jiang Lan.
In another hundred years or so, his disciple would undergo his tribulation.
Therefore, he needed to ask.
At least he could get a rough idea of the situation.
"There should be some," Jiang Lan said.
There were indeed some. He wasn't sure what would happen then.
In another hundred years, the Netherworld Entrance would erupt.
There would definitely be quite a bit of trouble, so there would more or less be some pressure.
When one was out adventuring, it was indeed dangerous to be careless.
"A little?" Mo Zhengdong asked curiously.
"Master knows that the Tribulation Transcendence will not disappear. Some pressure is necessary." Jiang Lan lowered his head and said.
Mo Zhengdong smiled and did not ask further.
