Liu Baiying and Zheng Meng'er were both watching the interior of the Wind-Fire Tower in astonishment at this moment.
"He... that barbarian, actually reached the Ninth Level?" Liu Baiying murmured in a low voice.
Little Frost had tears of excitement streaming down her face; she clenched her fists tightly together, gazing at the silhouette inside the Wind-Fire Tower, feeling waves of pride welling up inside her.
This was her brother! Her eternal pride!
Liu Yuan Huai was the closest one, personally witnessing Qin Qing ascend to the Ninth Level.
The moment Qin Qing reached the Ninth Level, the breath Liu Yuan Huai had been holding seemed to dissipate in an instant.
He had reached his limit.
Originally, he might have attempted to break through his limit.
But having personally seen Qin Qing reach the Ninth Level, the last bit of hope in his heart had deflated.
Boom!
A bolt of lightning struck down.
