"Is that Junior Brother Zhang Jing?"
A dumpy man next to Huang Jingtong spoke softly.
There was a complex hint in his voice.
Amazement, and loss, but most of all, intense envy.
Why was the Tao Intent, which was as hard as reaching heaven in their eyes, as easy as eating and drinking for the other side?
"Heaven is really partial."
"However, he only came to the Ninth Void half a month ago, and he is already thinking about challenging the Ascending Staircase? Tsk tsk, this is the arrogance of being a monster."
"But the Ascending Staircase of the Ninth Void is not like the lower ones, Junior Brother Zhang Jing is probably going to have a hard time."
He thought in his heart.
There was a sudden look of anticipation on his face as if he was ready to enjoy a good show.
Meanwhile.
"Senior Brother Huang, you are also from the Dragon Lake Dao Institute, surely you know what Dao Intent Junior Brother Zhang Jing has realized?"
