Whoosh!
A streak of golden light flashed, and Zhang Xiaohao, taking Shanshan with him, had already descended from the golden auspicious cloud onto the thirty-sixth floor of the Tianqing Painting Workshop.
"Hm? Who goes there?" Seeing Zhang Xiaohao and Shanshan suddenly appear, the guards on the thirty-sixth floor of the Tianqing Painting Workshop immediately surrounded them, sealing off every exit, their azure spears leveled at the two with icy intent.
"You bastards! Who the hell are you pointing at like that? Move those filthy claws of yours right now!" Zhang Xiaohao snapped coldly.
"Humph! Isn't your tone a bit too arrogant? This is the Tianqing Painting Workshop. Don't say you're only at Half-step Divinity Transformation; even if some old monster in the Mahayana Realm came here, if it's a dragon, it kneels! If it's a tiger, it still kneels! Let alone you!!!" the Unification Realm guard in the lead said coldly.
"Is that so?" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
