"How is this possible?" When the evil servant's gaze shifted forward, his eyes also lit up with shock.
Ye Wudao stood up, his body drenched in blood as if he were a blood-soaked man.
"Hiss, this kid's life is really tough," the evil servant was shocked.
"Worthy of being the son of the North King, we all underestimated him," the good servant said, exceptionally excited.
"Hmph, even if he is the son of the North King, I don't believe he can make it to the end!" the evil servant threw cold water on the situation.
"What doesn't kill me only makes me stronger!" Ye Wudao took a step forward and finally managed the sixth step.
At that moment, a terrifying surge of energy burst forth within the inheritance chamber!
A golden wind appeared, its size and power far surpassing the previous cyan wind!
"Golden Wind?" Ye Wudao's pupils constricted, sensing that this golden wind could threaten the life of a Ninth Grade martial spirit!
