Chi!
The gravity and air pressure in the training room were reset to standard levels. As white mist jetted out, half of the cabin was enshrouded in smoke.
Li Yao was like an enormous beast that breathed slowly and showed up in the mist, which was mixed with the scent of sulfur.
He took the towel that Heiye Lan handed over respectfully and wiped the sweat on his body while looking at everybody casually.
The Immortal Cultivators from the Black Wind Fleet who had witnessed his unbelievable training in front of the training room the whole time felt as if they were faced with a rampant flood. Their faces were pale, and their minds were disturbed. They all grunted and even took a few steps back subconsciously, not having the courage to compete with Li Yao's aura.
Is—Is this the terror of Vulture Li Yao?
The Immortal Cultivators of the Black Wind Fleet could not help but feel as if their teeth were clattering.
