"Haha… This Golden Blade Talisman is indeed a useful spiritual talisman!"
Seeing the power of the talisman, the young master laughed heartily, but after a while, his laughter stopped. He stared at Fang Yuan, who was bleeding profusely, and his face turned blank. "You… you… you…"
The physical body would be extremely precious to those Immortal Cultivators who have yet to break through and enter the Golden Pill period.
As for him, left with two empty shoulders, he should have passed out from the pain, or even die!
Surprisingly, Fang Yuan appeared extremely calm, as though it was not his own body that was hurt.
"Since all of this is a dream, then the pain and the suffering I am experiencing would be fake… As long as I want to exist in this dream world, I will be able to do so. In theory, I am the owner of this entire dream world!"
