"Let's bet!"
Tang Yi looked up, gazing toward the Pure Yang Thunder Layer high above in the skies, a layer that terrified countless cultivators.
"Tang... Tang lad!"
The Three-legged Golden Crow had also noticed Tang Yi's action, and instantly understood his intent, saying in disbelief, "You can't possibly be thinking of..."
"Are you scared?"
Tang Yi smiled slightly, looking at the Three-legged Golden Crow with a somewhat provocative air.
"Bro Bird here was born, not much was big, but my courage was, how could I possibly be afraid!"
Yet the Three-legged Golden Crow considered for Tang Yi's sake, "Bro Bird is worried, Tang lad, that you're taking such a risk, you might just kill yourself!"
"Don't worry!"
Tang Yi said with a calm face, "I don't know how many times I've been struck by lightning, it can't kill me!"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!...
Meanwhile, the group of Flying Cockroaches below had almost reached them.
