Both of them were shocked beyond belief. The strength of a Golden Core Great Cultivator was indeed terrifying. The gap between Foundation Establishment and Golden Core was too vast.
At this moment, the Golden Core that was approaching rapidly like an arrogant sun from the rear, projecting increasingly potent soundwaves. The distance was less than five hundred feet.
Chen Dengming and He Yingyu were equally stunned, completely overwhelmed, as they felt as if an image of an old man, sparse in hair, but highly authoritative, had made its way into their minds through the faint golden light.
A roar of anger rang out from afar.
"If you do not stop now, I won't show mercy!"
Chen Dengming gritted his teeth. They were now in the Bright Cloud Mountain Range, not far from the entrance of Nanxun. Feeling slightly relieved, he halted the Spirit Boat and quickly sent a telepathic message.
"Senior, we have stopped. As per your words, we can now discuss the terms of compensation."
"Hmph—"
