Since Zhang Xiaoman's awakening, it's been barely two years, yet he has achieved this level, which is already extraordinary talent.
However, at this moment, he wasn't planning to give up because he still had some prepared trump cards up his sleeve.
"The Puppet Potion refined with the blood of the Golden Holy Dragon King, hopefully, it won't disappoint me..."
Zhang Xiaoman didn't immediately fly out of this mountain range but quickly took out his previously prepared potion from the storage ring and swiftly sprinkled it on the ground before him.
In the next moment, the earth quaked, the mountains undulated, and even from dozens of kilometers away, the people at the Unshacklers Association could feel the intense tremors.
"Bang!"
Lula Bada casually suppressed those people's attacks, then, without looking at them, accelerated towards the mountain range where Zhang Xiaoman had just fallen.
In his eyes, there was only ever one true threat.
