Beiting Huang let out a cold laugh, his hand already holding a golden medicinal pill, yet he did not rush to put it into his mouth, "That, you don't need to worry about. As long as you have the resolve to face death, I, this Master, will fulfill this wish of yours!"
Ming Su was so angry that he laughed. He suddenly felt that Beiting Huang was incredibly stupid, "You are indeed very strong, but what qualifications do you have to compete with this Young Master? Merely with the strength of someone who hasn't reached the Divine Emperor level, to still stand here after executing your Ultimate Move, I must say that you have earned this Young Master's admiration. And yet you still wish to continue fighting?"
Even if Beiting Huang possessed a powerful magical beast, what of it? Without a Spirit Master, relying solely on the beast's own strength, if it wasn't strong enough, it simply wouldn't have the power to battle them.
