"Today, this ignorant boy will know what it means to overestimate himself!"
Before the words of the Penglai Pavilion Master fell, his fingertips lightly tapped toward Tang Yi, who had been sent flying.
"Freeze!"
In an instant, Tang Yi felt as if the space around him had suddenly solidified, nailing him firmly in mid-air.
"In my Primordial Spirit Realm, everything here is under my control!"
The Penglai Pavilion Master, with an arrogant face, stated that once the Primordial Spirit realm was unfolded, the Primordial Spirit practitioner was almost like a god within that realm.
"Hahaha!"
Seeing this scene, the disciples of Penglai Pavilion, who had previously been frightened by Tang Yi into kneeling and knocking their heads like pounding garlic, suddenly became excited one by one.
"You stinky boy, coming to our Penglai Pavilion to run wild is simply seeking death!"
"Just a mere Nascent Soul Realm, yet daring to create havoc in our Penglai Pavilion, is simply seeking death!"
