Tang Feiji had truly not expected Tang Xian to suddenly ask such a strange question.
He even stopped caring about the Rubik's cube, raised his head, and pondered the question himself.
The force of the elements might be able to inflict great damage on enemies, but whether it was frost, snow, rain, or ice, fire, thunder, and lightning, it was very difficult to destroy the buildings inside the Pyramid.
Tang Xian said:
"I reckon you couldn't do it."
"You dare to look down on me? I could easily break through this crappy ceiling without even transforming into a dragon."
Even without transforming into a dragon, Tang Feiji possessed one-sixth the strength of a calamity-level boss.
Tang Xian nodded.
This was almost what he had thought; the ceiling was indeed the solid ground of the fifth floor.
But beings of calamity-level strength engaged in combat, even the Tianque Plains could be half destroyed, so piercing through this ceiling shouldn't be difficult.
