The bronze hall was deathly silent.
Time seemed to have frozen as the atmosphere became very heavy.
Fang Yuan was sitting cross-legged on the ground with the rank six second aperture Gu floating in front of him.
Immortal Gu refinement had succeeded, but Fang Yuan's attention was not at this immortal Gu.
He turned his head with difficulty and gazed at Bai Ning Bing, his eyes revealing his deep doubts.
Bai Ning Bing who had already recovered his male body was holding an ice blade and was expressionlessly standing behind him.
Tie Ruo Nan slowly walked over and fixed her gaze at Fang Yuan, her expression showing both grief and joy: "Fang Yuan, you had never in your wildest imagination, expect this day to occur right?"
Fang Yuan seemed like he did not hear anything and kept on looking at Bai Ning Bing.
